THIS CLASS USED TO BE A BLAST BUT NOW IT IS A THING OF THE PAST WE ONCE HAD A THING I CALLED A TEACHER BUT NOW HE IS A HORRIBLE HORRIBLE CREATURE WHAT HAS HAPPEND, TO THIS ONCE EXCITING CLASS TRUTHFULLY NOW I WOULD RATHER BE CUTTING THE GRASS WELL I HOPE THAT I ACTUALLY BEGIN TO LEARN BECAUSE THERE ARE SOME THINGS LEFT TO BE OVERTURN THE CLASS WAS JUST H AVING FUN THEN THE TEACHER GAVE US A KICK IN THE BUN THE SCHOOL IS TRYING THERE HARDEST TO RUIN ARE LIVES YOU MIGHT AS WELL STAB US WITH A BUNCH OF SHARP KNIVES WHY OHH WHY MUST IT COME TO THIS HORRIBLE STATE OF BEING BECAUSE TRUTHFULLY I AM REALLY NOT TO KEIN WELL THIS IS ALL THAT I NEED TO SAY I HOPE YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND SOMEDAY BECAUSE OF YOU I MUST WRITE THIS POEM AS MR ANNONOUMUS (CANT SPELL CAN I) HAVE A NICE NIGHT
Reason for writing:
THE RUINING OF ARE CISCO CLASS
Birth sign: Aquarius
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