Four Eyes

(This is a fictional poem) When I was thirteen, I got a pair of glasses. People called me four eyes and I kicked their #####. They thought because I wore glasses, I was a wimp. When I got done with them, they walked with a limp. My teacher called me four eyes too and I was appalled. He was lying on the floor after I used my slingshot to shoot him in the balls. The principal gave me a swirly in a toilet because my teacher was his son. Several hours later I scalped him while he was sleeping and he thought I was an indian. People regretted what they did before. After I kicked their #####, they didn't make fun of me anymore.