M-most A-annoying T-time consuming H-hour

by ashley   Feb 7, 2007


I hate this class.
I want to get up and leave.
I don't think I'd really miss anything.
Oh this is the worst class I do believe!

How much longer can I stare at the wall?
Pretty soon I won't be able to stay awake.
The hour drags...I fear I won't make it.
This is way too much torture to take!

I don't care about proofs.
I don't think I'll ever use cosine and sine.
Oh and I can't take any more theorems!
A world without mathematics would be just fine!

I can't pay attention.
The teacher's making me go insane.
I'm not hearing what he's talking about.
Why is math such a pain?

I'm counting the minutes until the bell.
I'm going to run when it rings.
No more sitting in this room.
Oh, the boredom math brings!

The bell finally rings,
and I bolt from my seat.
What terrible troubles I face
when Senior Math and I meet!

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