My pen hits the table, as I twirl it on my thumb
When I should be writing, and calculating sums
I flick it with my finger, I'll catch it this time
I really don't want to count all these dimes
I watch the pen spin, it makes me laugh
I can't stand it anymore, too many graphs
I toss my pen up, it soars in the air
I won't stop arguing that school isn't fair
Here I am, pondering my path
Judging by my study time, it's probably not math
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