Welcome back to high school Eleventh Graders!
I am your teacher named Miss. Pettigrew-Yancy.
Get ready for the hardest test you could be takers,
Am I ready to learn? The twins overthink their fate.
Jumping from classroom to classroom new learning,
Their brains filled with so much of class knowledge.
Look, we’re the rulers of eleventh grade I’m the king,
You’re the queen of eleventh grade all acknowledges.
Hurry all, hurry fast, we’re the best in the entire school,
I’m Maxie and she’s Rosie and we’re The Jackson Twins.
Just all have to be aware of the consequences to be cool,
Look we’re the rulers of eleventh grade and it did to begin.
We both can’t wait to graduate in our caps and in our gowns,
Mom and dad so eagerly waiting for this day to begin to cry.
Golly has it been this long since we’ve been born now grown,
My mother and my father so patiently awaiting graduation day.
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