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My Final Bow
Summer is almost over
And school is almost here
I can't believe how fast its gone
As I cry a silent tear
No more sleeping in
No more staying up real late
But back to dreadful school again
The place I love to hate
More studying and homework
Time to buckle down
Tinstead of going out every night
And riding around the town
Everyone is on our backs
About every little thing
I just can't wait
For the final bell to ring
More and more stress
Is piled on by the day
I wana pull my hair out
Why can't I have a say
All the things they teach us
How little they mean to me
I just wana get outta here
And finally be free
This is my final year
It's both happy and quite sad
Where I will go from here
Is a mystery at hand
All my friends and family
Are here to see me now
As I finally get to graduate
And take my final bow
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