Language Arts
A horrible sport
This class
Its wrath
Is a horrible place
Love and Romance
Are spoke here everyday
Emotions are set free everyday
Its not gay
Its just really the way
That the emotions are set free
All those emotions follow me
As I leave the class
At around 11:24
I'm still really bored
This class bores me
Along with the rest
If I fail this class
I am not the best
This class may be fun
But for me it is hell
If I fail this class
I'll never be well
I must pass this class
With courage and pride
I have decided
To not sit on the side
And wait to fail
All the grades slipping by
I'll get an A this quarter
If not
Bye Bye


