elementary
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As a kiddie, school was cool,
My teacher rolled on her stool.
But this wasn't about school,
It’s about my trips like a fool.
The elementary express
These are five slow-paced most relaxing years
Of a little boy’s bright and early life
Where he was cultured through the presence of affection
He had large nostrils
red hair
and freckles.
He was the second biggest boy in class
and my friends were the smallest
so I always fought him
when we wrestled with his posse.
