This bard with tune and verse awaits a tweet,
Strum and get a music treat,
Frustrations teach us naught, to our glum plight,
Complain to Gramma, or to fight,
Between the lies and fears, I pray,
The clowns won’t pull her, on my drawers and deny,
Oh, I fear the scum, what a sting, what a peeve,
But bully’s abound, if we weren’t so naïve,
To know all the violence, inner dread, with nerd ways,
Newbies to grind to hide their own craze,
Denoting the nerd, that’s their way to cope,
But to teach the nerd, is their life’s hope,
And to name the nerd, so impotent are some,
So they give me some hurt and my word is ow-ooh. (fade into song Ow-ooh)