Arg
arg,
the life of a student doth do well
the jargins of homework feelith like hell
so big my brain, filled to the top
too much, too much, pop pop pop!!
save me! Oh this poor wreched soul
cast me away, I'll take the north pole
hell shan't find me out there
so cold and lonely nay a soul anywhere
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