This new place
well I don’t like it
It is to big
And far to scary
All of these other kids
They are here
for the same reason
That I am
I color pictures
That are told
They are good
I write stories
That are told
They have a lot
of real promise
But I don’t like it here
I would rather be
At home with mom
and my sister
I don’t want to
Be here yet
I know my ABC’s
I can count to 100
I am smart
and I show
a lot of promise
But I still don’t
see the real point
if why we
are all here
so this is school
Yeah I like school
But I can’t find
The meaning for it yet |
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