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I wrote this in my Calculus class. What do you gals and guys think of it?
"Mathematics"
Math to me is such a bore,
And everyday: another class.
I know that two plus two is four
So where's the point in learning more?
I'm waiting for the time to pass
Past the time when I can leave
And sit and smoke upon the grass,
But still that time is far, alas,
Attent in class I'll wait and grieve.
(below is my signature... Not a continuation of the poem.)
"My heart is warm with friends I make,
And better friends I'll not be knowing;
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
No matter where it's going."
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive