When I’m in class everybody starts to fight
They break the pencils and paint the table white
The boys always smash other people toys
And the girls start to do whirls and twirls
Could you please help me if you can
They’re shouting and punching the classroom’s fan
I’ve been keep on telling Mr. Pasay
But he just throws screwed up paper and says “yipety–yay”
I wish someone could help me if they can
Before the trouble even began
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