When I die, bury me deep
Four feet down, fast asleep
Place my Chemistry book on my head
Tell my teacher that I am dead
Place my English book on my chest
Tell my teacher that I am at rest
Place my Physics book in my right hand
Let my teacher know that I could never understand
Put my Math book on my left
Inform my teacher I did my best
And also tell my teachers not to cry For they are the ones who made me die
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