In third grade, I never had tigers on my shirt
I was fat and a flirt. All that and a neck bone. The world was my home. And I made myself comfortable.
I grew up and I branched out. Pulled that rubber band and I lashed out. Go my knowledge on and I cashed out.
Met my wife and burrowed deep, laid next to her and I feel asleep. Woke up next to her and woke up next to life.
And to tell the truth, I dont need a grade, I lived that A.