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Christine Barba
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Today my teacher informed me that my essay has no Content, How I felt when I told her, your point is Invalid, Like my great uncle in the hospital, and your arguments Minute, But personally I prefer seconds. While your insults were Multiple, This is not math class and there is no way I can Polish My essay as I am German and Swedish. She said, “feed your essay to the Sewer”, But I have never even learned to knit. She threatened to Tear It; I don’t see why this is a crying matter for her. She said this paper’s August; A month when we’re not in school. I said ten pages is silly; she said it’s the Converse But I left determining there was nothing left to converse about, I hate sneakers.