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Which Way
Schoolwork here is such a chore.
But no school is indeed a bore.
E.L.S., global. What a plight!
English, math. My delight!
I have no science...
I have no math...
So I'll just go
and take a bath.
I hate to go,
but I hate to stay.
I've a lousy sense of direction.
Which way, which way.
Feels like I'm being dragged in between
school subjects. Know what I mean?
I'm pulled to the left
only to be pulled to the right...
Now the lamp went dead!
Someone got a light?!
Like I said.
Schoolwork's a plight.
But I'll have more tomarrow
so I'll just say good night.
