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The class always talks, it's quite sad,
for it makes Mr. Skousen very mad.
Although points are taken, and detentions made,
the class just won't stop, I'm afraid.

During warm-ups, there's always noise,
and the homework they do hasn't poise.
While I sit here, done, and bored,
I feel my prayer for silence was ignored.

Annoyed, and irritated, I sit here and write.
I express myself, still wanting to smite.
s we start the real lesson, and whispers go around,
I sit here, silent, not making a sound.

I can hardly think, with all this talking.
It wakes me want to leave, and not stop walking.
The rage builds up, a--
...the class ended. Hellz yeah. ouo

Description
The class always talks, it's quite sad,
for it makes Mr. Skousen very mad.
Although points are taken, and detentions made,
the class just won't stop, I'm afraid.

During warm-ups, there's always noise,
and the homework they do hasn't poise.
While I sit here, done, and bored,
I feel my prayer for silence was ignored.

Annoyed, and irritated, I sit here and write.
I express myself, still wanting to smite.
s we start the real lesson, and whispers go around,
I sit here, silent, not making a sound.

I can hardly think, with all this talking.
It wakes me want to leave, and not stop walking.
The rage builds up, a--
...the class ended. Hellz yeah. ouo