There was a young boy
He loved doing homework
He thought it was better that any toy
He would finish and read a book
Boy, was that kid a nerd
No one would hang out with him,
not no one in the heard
The only friend he had was a sim
He wrote and wrote
Pages after pages
Then he would read some more
It took him ages
but he did not care
For this was his life
He did not want to be a mayor
All day he would hide in his hive
Then one day
He was fliping a page
and the paper riped his vain
It sliced thrue like clay
He bleed and bleed
He was home alone
He was soon in bed
Were he could read forever