upgrade.

When, in the world we hate

We know why cats will die
We have eaten crumpets
We drown sorrows in rye
And pencil on floor lets
Our mean existence fade

We are fallen astray

Pluto, a planet?  No.
Zygote: baby, not cult
Fifth he was, James Monroe
Until we're shamed, adults.

Then, the bell rings; we're late.

This is why, boys and girls, SCHOOL IS BAD.