Literature
School Archive 3: The Solution to School
How glad am I, I can't express
In words that any know;
That soon all of my stress
shall soon have a fruit grow.
Many years of education spent
toiling for this event.
High school graduation day,
What more is there to say?
How glad am I, for I know math,
That can help me in my life.
And who needs know the simple path
Of taxes or insurance forms rife?
And I don't need to know how to raise a child,
Or how to deal with someone wild,
For school has taught me Shakespeare's plays,
Which somehow will feed me through my days.
Anything can be improved, of course.
A solution, I proclaim!
To fix the problem at its source
I decree: "More of the same!"
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