Back to Uni, here we go,
What'll happen, noone knows.
Goodbye Summer!
What a bummer,
Autumn really blows.
No longer Freshers,
Now we know better.
This year we'll be twenty!
We'll sit up late
And procastonate,
Drinking cups of tea.
...Thankyou, I'll be here all week!
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