My School

by Leigh   Jul 6, 2004


Sometimes school stinks,
sometimes it's cool.

Sometimes it's enjoyable,
sometimes it's cruel.

Sometimes it's hard,
sometimes it's easy.

Sometimes it's great,
sometimes it's sleazy.

Sometimes it's calm,
sometimes it's crazy.

Sometimes it's hyper,
sometimes it's lazy.

Sometimes it's small,
sometimes it's big.

Sometimes it's full of mice,
sometimes it's full of pigs.

This is my school,
you would think it was out of wack.

But thats what makes it different in fact.

This school will be with me for my whole life.

Even if someone trys to tear it out of my hands with a knife.

Please comment because I just started and I need tips.

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