Geez this class is such a bore,
I'd rather eat my lunch off the floor.
I'd rather jump right off a plane,
Or kiss an old lady with a cane.
I'd rather go wrestle a wild bear,
Or go home and cornrow all my hair.
I'd rather kiss a slimy frog,
Or even tickle a cranky hog.
I'll sneeze right on a germaphobe,
Or swim to the other side of the globe.
In case I haven't made it clear,
I really don't want to be sitting here.
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