Chris Starnawki

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Submitted: October 12, 2011

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Met you in freshman year

 

And I will make it clear

 

That I thought you and your friends were fags

 

That served as a series of red flags

 

 

 

Then in sophomore year when I retook algebra

 

One with Mrs. What’s Her Face (haha)

 

You were in that class too

 

And I thought ‘crap what do I do?’

 

 

 

But I got to know you

 

And you seemed cool

 

Now here we are as seniors

 

And you are very distinguished among school peers

 

 

 

I had another math class with you third hour

 

Before I had to tweak my schedule because it was dire

 

But you still sit behind me in senior rhetoric

 

And you hate that class as much as I do I bet


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