School

School

Six

Cruel

Hours

Of

Our

Lives

Like that?

Naw, I don't

School

Six

Cool

Hours

Of

Our

Lives

Like that?

Yeah, I do

It means scheduled

Back to the routine

School is when fall comes

The leaves turn from green to yellow, red, and brown

It means friends

New friends, old friends

You get to see them everyday!

It means learning

Did you know that most everything is more complicated than it looks?

A cell has it's own parts

Sentaces are made up of verbs, adjectives, adverbs, nouns, pronouns

Does it not blow your mind?

School

Six

Colossal

Hours

Of

Our

Lives

Wonderful

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