Dear Homework,

January 22, 2011
How I hate you homework,
I hope you know.

You make my life miserable,
I hate you so.

Everything in my life is postponed,
If you’re not done, satisfactory.

It’s not fair,
It’s not right,
Nothing is suffice.

Oh how I hate you,
You make my skin crawl.

You’re always getting me in trouble,
When you’re not done on the double.

I get sent to my room,
To sit and fume.

I’m supposed to finish you,
But I can’t right now
Because all I want to do
Is kill you.

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