Friday, June 19, 2009

The Dropout

Who kneads these fools?

Professor Absteen's always up my ass,
Principle Balboa has got it in for me-
I heard it from Mr. Elixer.

I aint got no friends (cept for Jimmy Dean and Samwell, and they're incapacitated most of the time)

Mom aint lettin' me get no dawgs.
(Hows a kid gonna grow up with no hounds to back him up!!!)

Carl Perkins Elementary isn't big enough for this wandering cat, this lonesome lion, this marauding ghost, this foul devil.

Lookout world, school is gonna have to lick the bottom of my leathery bootskin, cuz this third grade dropout's got big plans.

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