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I wrote this in like 5 minutes during class. im so sick of school.rrrrrrrrrrr. certainly you can relate with my frustration!
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Humor - Words: 118 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-04-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2669018
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Written May 4, 2009
I am at the end of my rope
It's burning up my hands
Blisters are too many to count
The last straw is in the garbage
My drink is causing me to choke
My Witt's End had the wrecking ball to blame
I just need to get out of this place
My friend Bertha sung her heart out
Wilbur was just thrown in the air
Now pork is the only thing on the menu
I'm burnt out, I'm puking embers
My penny saved was just spent, and so am I
I need to cry
But my tears are too much work
I just need to get out of this place
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