I'm gonna try somethin' a little different.
In Science everything was fine, pyrokinetic powers still be mine.
Don't ask me 'bout Modern Stud-ees, I'm sick and tired o' drugs 'n' beers!
Interval was Knuckles again, James was left cryin' in pain!
Oh my god, 'tis Elective, Dylan Smith is obviously defective!
'Twas English when a shocker was released, a test to be completed, is to be done next week!
Lunch was fine, totally fine.
Unusual it ain't, that Maths was a pain!
Last period, it is Art! The smell of paint was so strong it hurt.
ZOMG, that's the last time I make an attempt to rhyme.
... writing a song isn't as easy as it seems.
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