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Math Class

All light is gone
I'm on my own
As worthless as a pawn
Opon a thrown
Into battle
Climb aboard the saddle
The numbers I cannot crunch
So I windup teachers lunch
A new lesson but what was the last
No one cares, it's the past
A never-ending race
The class is too fast pace
Building a foundation
Opon one demonstration
The institution is too strong
Downfall they prolong
We will do them a favor
Everyone gets a waiver
(that's all I've got so far)
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