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When I think of schools
I think of rules
Not a bunch of boring untalented fools.
At recess we have lots of fun,
But when the bell rings you'd better run,
Because,in class,if you are late,
Then you will suffer a horrible fate.
You'll have to go to the principal's room,
And there you'll face certain doom.
The principal will yell and scream.
It's like you're having a horrible dream.
Back in class, you'll be last,
You'd better get you're work done fast.
Because when the bell starts to ring,
All the children will laugh and sing,
But you'll be stuck inside the school,
Because of just one silly rule.
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