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This is a poem on my primary school days:

Everyday when I step into my school
I can see students pushing their way through
With nurses standing by the side
To attend to their needs

Everyday when I step into my classroom
My teacher will shout at the top of his lungs
With the students covering their ears
The naughty ones will think of it as a choir song
While the sleepy ones will think of it as a wake-up call

Everyday when I step into the toilet
Brown solids will be all around you
A smell worse than a garbage dump
Will travel right up to your nose

Everyday when I step into the canteen
Students as fat as a hippopotamus
Will eat as if they have not eaten for a decade
And end up becoming a hot air balloon

Everyday when I step out of school
A wide grin would be stretched across my face
My heart starts thumping
School is finally over