Guess what, Opuss?
I have an exam!
On Russian history!
Yet here I am!
Posting a story,
Checking you out,
When I should be cramming...
What's that all about?!
Now I'm going to go,
And revise the Tsar,
Although I have this feeling:
I won't get far...
Before I crawl in back,
To you, Opuss, dear,
Because I know you're always here.
... But seriously. I need to revise now. Bye Opuss. Love ya!
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