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When teachers decide to no longer teach,
But still expect me to learn everything,
I want to run out of the class and screech.
For I come to school for only learning,
I don’t have a previous knowledge base;
Physics, Calculus, Latin I know not,
That is why I return back to this place,
So I can sit here and by you be taught.
Oh please I beg of you to come help me.
You tell me I need to suffer through it;
I get frustrated sitting here you see.
Any longer and I will throw a fit.
You can turn this into a fairy tale,
That or let me try on my own and fail.





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