The Offishal Spelling Champ
I did something that most kids consider hard.
I got all straight A’s on my report card.
I hit the books and go to class without fear.
Let me tell you, there is no smarter kid around here.
I know my grammar like anyone should.
I have this friend. He don’t talk too good.
He did not do nothing at all in school.
Now he has to repeat the year. That ain’t too cool.
There is one subject that makes my mind tick.
Most people have trouble with it, it’s arithmetic.
Some of my classmates can’t even add and subtract.
I know that six and six are thirteen, that’s a fact.
I am the best student that goes to my school.
Fall, winter, and spring, I am the one to rule.
Take it from me, there is nobody higher.
I beat up another kid because he called me a liar.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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