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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Middle School Mayhem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">six grade, oh boy<br>new places, new faces <br>here I come middle school<br>busy hallways and I’m already confused<br>scary teachers <br>heavy books <br>I was hook<br>on middle school<br>clueless and clumsy was me<br>s.s. projects and foam model earths, yippy<br>I loved my English class<br>it was a bast<br>my pencil always glue to my hand<br>I play sax in the band<br>new found friends surround me<br>it filled me with glee<br>my whole life written in English class and middle ages fair<br>I won student of the year, that’s when I learned that people really care<br>that was my six grade mayhem<br>seventh grade, hooray for me<br>new teachers and a faster pace<br>I’m still here in middle school<br>my nevers were like rubber bands<br>I’m so great full my friends were always there to lend a hand<br>drama club was so fun<br>but pushcart I hated<br>essays and homework doubled<br>science projects bubbled<br>art was fav<br>and math I hated<br>and gym and study hall<br>watch out flying kick balls<br>went to see a great play<br>and the whole year was filled with busy days<br>French was a bore<br>but I always came back for more<br>this was the year I turned thirteen <br>unluck for me<br>I do be smart don’t start<br>that was a bast<br>that was my seventh grade mayhem<br>eighth grade, finally<br>same places and same faces<br>I’m almost in high school<br>I’m the top dog<br>health was a night mare<br>i changed my hair<br> drama club was cool<br>I was always in the high school pool<br>wave, study circles, and GE<br>are only some<br>boys were gross<br>I was smart, I don’t want to bust <br>report card filled with 95 and 100<br> but what I loved the most were my buds<br>Casey, Katie (neigh, neigh) , Emily and Em Bradley, Julia, <br> Shelby (not me) , Sam, Jess, and Mother Ev<br>art was the coolest<br>Mrs. McDonnell was the bomb<br>Montreal and Great Escape<br>testing, testing, testing, but that’s not new<br>always looking for something better<br>English was so fun<br>I learned I like to talk<br>that was my eighth grade mayhem<br>Now the year is almost over<br>it reminds me of all the things I’ve done<br>I learn to speak up<br>I have a say<br>I hated middle school but hay<br>I loved being there anyways<br>the bell rings<br>I put on my backpack<br>then I walk into the hall <br>still trying not to ball<br>memories flood me<br>like the water on the Titanic <br>sixth grade, seventh grade, eighth grade have come and gone so fast<br>I can’t stop thinking of the past<br>I stand in the hall on the last Friday knowing Mondays not going to be the same<br>new faces, new places, new hall ways to learn<br>for my life will change<br>watch out high school Molly's on her way <br>that was my middle school mayhem</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Molly+Breadcrumb">Molly Breadcrumb</a><div class=q>
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new places, new faces 
here I come middle school
busy hallways and I’m already confused
scary teachers 
heavy books 
I was hook
on middle school
clueless and clumsy was me
s.s. projects and foam model earths, yippy
I loved my E..."></div>
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