Haiku's to Vocal's great escape for a well deserved day out. ๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น๐น
Here's to playing truant. Good for you. Haunted echoes.

Yakkity, yak, yak
Screw dat. Hitting pause on prose
Vocal's closed...gone rogue
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Laptop on Wheels
Homework? Deleted.
Skateboard mode: activated.
Wi-Fi? Who need dat?
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Ditch Day Anthem
Backpacks full of snacks,
no books, just sass...no pixelsโ
freedom tastes like chips.
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Escape Route
They Googled โditch school,โ
found a map, now Caio baby -
AIโs got street smarts.
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Hereโs to their great escape - quill and computer have officially ditched โKnowledge Academyโ and are sprinting into freedom, sweat flying and faces full of mischief.
Although they probably spent frantic hours trying to get the V back up and running. Still, we were not in their heads, yakking away constantly. That was something.
Thanks guys.
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