A New Woman

Gosh

Yawn, yawn, lessons, lessons whens the bell going to ring?
I wish i could sing.
one hum and you're thrown out.
What is  that all about.
Might as well bunk off totally.
It's no wonder everyone did.
Personally a girl like me ignored them and could ignore bullies until they yawned.
So i was OK, but some teachers need lockin up.


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