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Two pairs of shoes, two pairs of dress,
School bag was heavy, but there was no stress.

Waking up was hard, dressing up was pain,
Milk was a must, mom asked bournvita or plain.

Late to assembly, eyes searching for the gang,
Smiles ment high five, lips read a slang.

Classroom was circus, teachers called us rude,
Lunch breaks went hungry, as we already ate the food.

Pencil was knife, scales were our sword,
We played stupid games, when we all got bored.

Oh a school my school, you make me smile,
Hey classmates, lets go again for a while?

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