DUNCE

From what I remember, it was born growing.

It was born hot, expanding, glowing,

And the people were made of gold 

and of fire.

And it kept growing, it kept burning hot, bright,

"So I was in English class, right," said the kid, "and the bell rang, and while I was switching classes, I got super thirsty, so I stopped at the water fountain, but then I remembered that this fountain is out of order and the only other one is in

I walled myself in with paper three days ago. I used my old fashioned-blow torch to melt the door of my office shut, and pressed my desk and my chair up against it.