The time has come
Once again my friend.
This is the time for school to start.
Time for summer to end.
Kids all crying,
not wantign to go to school.
They tell us we're mean.
They cry that we're cruel.
The cling to you
proclaiming that they will be good.
but in the back of your mind,
you knew they never could.
As the busses all come
and start to take kids away,
the parents remember that
Now it is our turn to play.
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