Oh, how I despise Wordly Wise
its full of games and tricks and lies
I hate this cursed paper
watch out workbook maker
vocabulary will never stop me
I’ll rip the paper, tear the spine
soon the books will all be mine and with the match that I will light, all the workbooks will ignite, as tears swell up in happy eyes, over all the happy cries, I’ll light the match that signifies,
getting through these tragic times.
This
is a poem I wrote about my workbook.
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