The sweet taste of apathy

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If there one was thing to be changed

One thing to be gone

It'd be the sugar and honey

The sweet sweet apathy

Oh, it'd all be exchanged

Thrown away into the sun

The problem you see,

Isn't in the lack of money

No, it's in the sweet apathy.

The thing which schools are full

The problem is but one

The problem is the rampant apathy

Apathy, the chosen poison

Apathy, the ordered dessert

Apathy, the coveted and over-looked

Apathy, the problem the schools face.

Without apathy the childeren learn

Without apathy the bullies reduce in number

Without apathy the teachers are fufilled

But with apathy!

With apathy the schools fail

The childered fail

The bullies increase in number

The word of power so often over-looked

Apathy.

The cold mistress of failure

Apathy.

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