"Science Class"

Listen to me
I hate your guts
Your lecturing
gets on my nerves
Go on about this
Go on about that
This class is
The very last
Of all my fucking
worries
I do not care
If I pass
Or if I fail
I do not care at all
So Ill sit here in the back
Love the words
"I live to slack"
And if you try
to make me try
You can kiss your ass
Goodbye

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