Why I Was Really Late To School
First I was kidnapped
Then I broke free
I escaped from my captors only to be
Stung by a ferocious big black bumblebee
I went to the doctor
Who treated the sting
On my way I came 'cross
A poor little thing
Stuck in a key
A doctor I may not be
But I unlocked her
That poor little thing
And then-
What?
You want to know what thing?
Well, it was a lion the size of a ring
Honest, teacher
This isn't a lie
With an actual lie I would actually try
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