This is a poem about home work. I don’t think that doing or having homework is depressing. I don’t think that anyone likes it really. I do agree with homework being a deflated balloon. It is also like the ice cream thing too. Homework is not fun. It kind of is like a bee sting. I agree mostly with this poem.
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