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Can You? Can you help me up, If I fall from a thousand bleachers? Can you help me get out of detention, When I get chewed out by teachers? Can you help me start, My homework after its due? Can you help me hide, When I throw my principal's shoe? Can you help me from, The humongous student mob? Can you help me find, Anything but a nasty student job? Can you help me teach My dog to eat my math book? Can you help me try, To find the answers I took? Can you help me think, Of an excuse to get out of all my classes? Can you help me make, About twenty phoney hall passes? Can you help me stay, Awake and try to pay attention? Ca

The Storm The storm's coming, I can hear it, It's coming strong and hard, It's going to scare them, All the animals, They're going to be frightened. The storm's coming, It's not going to stop, I can hear it destroy lives, As it goes by, It'll never know, What it did to us. The storm's coming, It's getting closer, Everybody left; they ran, I was left behind, The storm's coming, My mistake; its here. So long for now, I'll see you when I get there.

The Last Tear I hear the cry, When the wind blows, I get shivers up my spine, He's throwing things at them, Shaking them, They'll get beaten, Swirled, And batted, I listen, Holding my breath, Trying not to cry, As I watch, I'm afraid, In the storm, Comes another sound, When the wind blows, I hear the cry, It goes on and on, But they're none, To someone, Like him, It could be blowing them here, … Tonight, Sweeping everything up in it, The wind's so right, It's loud as loud and all around, They'll get beaten, Swirled, And batted, I hear the cry.