school poem

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School go back to the days

My school is named dattred hayess

Out at lunch''

There's always that 1 bunch!

Laughing at girls because of there hair

Oh its just not fair ''the'' sickness comes once a

Year were the bunch come from 'far and near'

Pink to the yellow day they look like hay!

When the bell goes the classes run

Away from the heat and the blazing sun

1st years squshed to the wall its not 1 bit fair at all

From skirts, polo shirts and tights

Everything in the toilet goes off even to the lights

When winter hits'' the hats come back '' revenge on

The 4th year's snow balls to the face glad to see"

All running to the office the principle calls ''ME''

The bell goes for summer bay at the end of the day

All the 1st year's scream hiphip horaye!!!''

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