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Math Poem

I have many memories of senior math.

To take it would be to suffer wolf’s wrath.

I started the year with hope,

But now im stoned like im on dope.


First marking period I got a B,

Which soon dropped to a C.

The midterm was impossible,

Because I messed up the integrals.


I always fell asleep in class,

Which is why I didn’t pass.

As of now my brain is fried,

Even though I never tried.


And the one thing I’d leave behind,

Is the only thing on my mind:


One derivative,

Two derivative,

Three derivative, four,

Can’t do derivatives anymore.


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