As all us kiddies huddle near
the door to scamper out to recess, I say,
Ladies first. The rat
packs together; what a gas.
We usually go shoot craps with
marbles or watch the roulette wheel of
kids spin around.

I push up my beanie and see cute broads
serving juice boxes and lollys.
The cuter dames with cherry chapstick are wrapped
around some Harvey. Those finks don't deserve
a bird like that.

So here I sees this Clyde from Dullesville cattin
around and I tell him to scramsville or else
he'll be buying the big plastic casino in the sky.
He didn't seem too keen on the idea, so
I had to knock him in the kisser. Then the crumb
goes and rats me out, getting Teach to kiss his owwie.

Then me and my bird flew
over to a mothery party near the swings.
Sometimes a bunter or a nowhere would try
to make his way into our gang's
game of double dutch
then we'd have to lose Charley.

Today though, my broad was fracturing me!
Lookin how-do in her pigtails.
She was a gasser. So fifteen minutes
till the bell's supposed to toll, I say ta-ta to all
and me and my bird go to her nest
to make a little hey-hey, before today's biology lesson.