Oh how I long for thee!
Thy burning solar power,
smell of freedom and flower,
At last schooless I'd be!
Increase in time, useful to me,
Any minute, any hour,
to let me program in the shower!
Or up from the limbs of my green mango tree!
A few more weeks I'll have to wait,
some tests and more work must I take,
but when it's done, oh how great,
to no longer have school, the mighty ache!
Look ma! A sonnet!
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