April 27, 2016
Lately when I'm doing math,
I feel like a psychopath,
Circles and squares,
Dancing in chairs,
And if I don't stop,
You'll be able to hear a pin drop,
Because I'll be gone,
Thrown out on the lawn,
Oh don't you see,
They want to get rid of me,
They want to throw me out,
And i have no doubt,
That they will.
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