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School, with work, has started

And I am nothing short of tired.

Then it struck upon me,

That this is how it's gonna be.

For the rest of our lives,

Till we all die.

Think I need more time,

To come up with better rhymes.

Because when I try too hard,

It makes me wanna barf.