algebra 2A Poem by AmandaPretty bad poem. Just a vent i decided to postShaking heads and death glares, Pointing to the front of the room. They turn into vacant stares, As the teacher seals the students's doom. Almost all are mad at the Man, Hiding their bright red faces. Can you do the hw? No one can. Everyone wishing they were in different places. I f*****g hate this class, And the homework I don't get, and Mr. Balloon-A*s, I'll fail, I bet.
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2 Reviews Added on December 21, 2012 Last Updated on December 21, 2012 AuthorAmandaMAAbouti haven't been on this website in like three years??? oh my god everything is so s****y??? body, a:hover {cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/others/oth-8/oth704.cur), progress !important;} more..Writing
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