Extra Special Nice
- I.J Steinberg
- Jul 11, 2014
- 1 min read
Call the mother unit,
That’s how you see her now so
Call the unit of incremental lessons
Tell her to tell them what they should be to you today
Extra special nice.
Don’t you look at me like that,
U like it when you get out of class
Don’t lie to me cause I get scared and scarred in the school yards and halls
Unless we I mean you that is if I am meant to be you today
Before the teachers come to dote on the “sick” and “sweet” elementary boy
I’ll make sure you’re extra special nice.
Aw c’mon and indulge me,
Vows are spoken witch chemical venom extract of the bashed brains on academic desks
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd you’re asleep
Vile spells of wizard warlock warriors that’s what you’re imagining
Creating stories for yourself
How extra special nice.
Bold little kid you are to listen to me,
Worry all you want in class but you don have to worry here
Be creative and excuse yourself from class in any way you want
Waste time in the Nurse’s Office Spa where lessons lectures and homework don’t exist
Extra special nice having a dead pancreas isn’t it?
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