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Sep 2015
As you go to school,
remember every rule.
Freshman mask are black
and sophomores bright pink.
All the juniors covered in blue
not yet seniors in crimson red.
So never remove your mask
unless you wish to  see
the actors underneath.
All the teachers wearing white
as they say to thee,
We will never **** you
unless you bother me.
Say what you will
about the kings who rule.
It’s easy to trust
those masked in gold.
Who can really say
where the flames began?
It’s destroying all the students
but at least we’re not dead.
The king and queen so wise
from all the gold they wear.
A plan to save the school
from that holy hell.
The plan was very simple
and far too complex.
When they saw the fire
they simple close their eyes
and tapped their shoes together.
Pretending the flames were gone
and soon exist they didn’t.
Hooray the king and queen
for all the vanquished flames.
Thank you for your justice
before the flames were near.
Written by
PoorLionNotKing
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