Paper Airplane

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I soar above somebody's head

And several textbooks too

I spot quite the spread

Of crayons and sticks of glue

Then I spot the teacher

Who plucks me from my flight

But it seems my wings are still alright

So when a sudden gust pushes me away

I jump to soar and glide another day



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