Mr.Terry, by Ky Moet
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My hardest class became easy
Thats when the school year turned breeezy
8th grade, 2nd to last period class
I never understood social studies
I was always more worried about my buddies
I thought my teacher didn't care
I thought "why am i here"
Never turned in work on time
Although it wasn't as hard s denying a crime
I got to know him and gave him a chance
I found out he wasnt against me
He was there to help me
Help me pass and understand class
He's the best social studies teacher i've ever had
My 8th grade teacher Mr.Terry |
Posted: 2010-07-11 02:05:30 UTC |
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