Sh*t You Can't Say to Your Teacher


Oh how the clock strikes past a quarter to noon

Finally Ill be rid of this dreary math full of gloom

Why must I learn the tasks of asymtotes and trigonometry 

For when will anyone use these outside of algebra and astonomy 

Anyone in the right mind would try and avoid this class

Pre-Calculus is worse than sucking in fuel or gas 

Seems to me my mind is blown out to the moon and back

My preperation is bad for tests in skills that I lack

Why oh why must math be so whack!


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