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Dear English, Oh how I dread you. With all the essays I write, I just hate you more. With all the bad grades I recive, I wish you would just go away, Then maybe I'd recive an a.
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
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Dear English, Oh how I dread you. With all the essays I write, I just hate you more. With all the bad grades I recive, I wish you would just go away, Then maybe I'd recive an a.
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
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