Some are happy, many are sad, and a few are just plain mad
Classes have started, and i'm in a hurry as i try to get past the sudent flurry
Having no schedule, I hurry to my counsler, so i can find my class before the next hour
Out of the hallways, and into a classroom, but as the class starts, danger does loom, as I forgot my books in the bathroom
Over and done with, classes are none, what a great day I had it was such fun
Looking out the bus window i'd forgot what i had done, I feel dumb right now, becuase i left my homework in class 201
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I would like to translate this poem
i adore this piece.. it reminds me of old days in my school.. you expressed this very well.. good way of thinking & writing..