Sometimes I daydream,
What if I were dumb,
I'll spend most the day,
Just sucking my thumb.
People will ask me,
"Which way to the store?"
I'll open my mouth,
And drool on the floor.
"You're dumb as a nail,"
"You're thick as a log,"
Mean people will say,
As I ride my dog.
They'll call me bad names,
Dumbo or 'tard,
I won't understand,
Those words are too hard.
What's wrong with your brain?
My teachers will yell,
I'll eat my pencil,
And wait for the bell.
I won't do math right,
One plus one isn't chair?
Numbers won't make sense,
But I will not care.
I'll stare at the sun,
And sit in the rain,
Oh, won't it be grand,
To not have a brain.
Now back from my dream,
The clock is so slow,
I aced my math test,
Thirty minutes ago.
