Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for June 20, 1992
June 19, 1992
June 21, 1992
Transcript:
It started last September. We shuffled back to school with cruel teachers, tiny desks, And lots of stupid rules. We tried to pay attention Although we felt quite bored. We did our best when given tests And F's were our reward! But now our suffering is through. Let's raise a happy cheer. The school year's past. We're free at last. And Summertime is here!
troylamborghini over 8 years ago
Truly memorable poetry.
alex100 over 8 years ago
that was beautiful
Nate Wrong over 6 years ago
Tears of joy
jliao almost 6 years ago
What about prank day???
IAmSeamonkey almost 6 years ago
this marks the seconds summer vacation of nate.
a non-E mouse over 5 years ago
Nate is a brilliant poet.
TheJustinator almost 4 years ago
Not rhyme enough.
Никогда не подниму тебя over 3 years ago
Lucky fellas. In my country we don’t have summer holidays.
Arcery over 3 years ago
I can soooooo relate.
me_the_polish_gull about 3 years ago
First poem ever?
STUFF ENJOYER 7 months ago
Freedom.