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Mar 2014
Hello, old brick barn
Are all accoubted for?
Are the cattle producing, mooing and chewing?
Lunch time, dear friends
Are the children learning, reading and cheating?
Trapped inside, the big brick barn?
Hello, Saint Timothy High.
Where the only escape is slaughtet,
when graduation is neigh.
Written by
AJ Scofield
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