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Apr 2015
These sonnets,
I read,
Make no scence,
But neither does this class.
English has never been easy,
But it has also never been hard,
And since we have a test,
Coming up I am nervous.
I hope I do not fail,
Like I did so many times last tri,
I hope I get an A,
And I don't have to stress.
English is not easy,
And it makes me kind of queasy.
Written by
Sydney Matusik
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