Numbered people
Nowadays,
Are in school With you
They sit in rows
And sit with their toes
Attached and glued to their shoes
'Cause a number's a number 'till the end of the year
When you have to change and go on to summer
You see sir or madam
Last name is the game
It chooses the number
-Your claim to fame
Not really
But still
It's not silly
It's needed
If you want to know
Where you will be seated
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