Eight am. Groggy. Barely dressed
Lockers slam. Not really impressed
Working through words to say
Shirking blue--high today
Keep the lines and make it real
Win her now--nerves of steel
Stumbling, bumbling shot right down
Falter stutter look like a clown
Rebound back to lunchtime chatter
Pushing around indescribable platter
Quick rush out hop the fence
Stupid kids make no sense
Loosened up take the day
Make it right be ok
Something clicks try again
Hit the mark, score a ten
Bell rings scream on out
Exultation let it shout
Hang with the crew at the usual spot
World is great with you on top
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