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The English Meeting

Here I sit, bored and lonely,
Waiting for my one and only.
English teacher, that would be,
She’s late for many things, you see.
We set the time for the meeting,
My hopes of leaving early, fleeting.
These things are, sadly, mandatory,
She helps me fix my current story.
She’s here, oh yay, just minutes shy,
It’s not too late, I breathe a sigh.
The meeting’s short, hurrah, yippee!
I made it to Biology!

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