No more grades,
No more pencils.
No more sharing,
No more reading,
No more books.
No more teachers dirty looks,
So when we hear that final bell,
We drop our books and run like hell!!
haha...i like this poem. i can really relate to this poem lol. Good job lol...keep it up!!=)lol
IF YOU LISTEN CLOSELY, YOU CAN HEAR MY HEART BEATING FOR YOU.
THIS BEAUTIFUL SIG MADE BY LASURA=D
This isn't your work. It's a schoolyard chant that's been around since before you were born. Just because you find a work with no attributed author doesn't mean you can claim it as your own.