that class always makes me wana go to sleep.
the teach is like "bla blabla blaaaaaaa" the poor fool does not even know that half of the class aint listenin
so here is the poem:
Now that I lay my head down and weep
I pray to God to kill this creep
As he talks and mumbles away
I rest my head and begin to pray
Bye for now








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اللهم بارك لنا في اسماءنا
I hold hands with ~ninnevah
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اللهم بارك لنا في اسماءنا
I hold hands with ~ninnevah
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