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The Rain: A Poem By Me.
I hate the fucking rain,
it feels like I'm going insane.
So y'know I don't go in because of personal reasons,
lovely bri'ish weather, I'm going to commit treason.
It rains all fucking day,
and it never fucking goes away.
It'd be okay if it wasn't for the chromebook,
I don't want it to get wet because yeah- oh look!
It seems the rain is stopping maybe,
but you know what it's like, it's driving me crazy!
So yeah, I guess the rain is okay,
I only wish it rained at night and not on a weekday.
Why is this what I do at school?
Y’know what else I do at school?
Write fanfic.
But I just use the first letters of people’s names like C = Canada etc and after I email it to me, I delete the evidence.
I bet they’re wondering why I was looking up wedding officiant stuff.