I Can't Wait for the Reunion

My first day of kindergarten, I cried all day,
and for the rest of the year

In first grade, I wet my pants,
and every day that year

In second grade, the kids started to call me "Stinky"
because I pooped in my pants, and they still do
because I still do

In third grade, I still could not read,
but I could pick my nose until it bled

In fourth grade, I was beat up by a second grader,
and the kids chanted "STIN-KY STIN-KY" with the blows

In fifth grade, I ate a week old sandwich I found
in my desk and I barfed in class

In sixth grade, I split my pants
and everyone saw my underwear

In seventh grade, my period went through my pants,
and when my teacher made we come up to the front
of the class, everyone saw it and my erection

In eighth grade, people stopped calling me "Stinky"
but they started calling me "Pizza face" because of
my acne

In ninth grade, I was caught masturbating behind the
stage by the choir

In tenth grade, I smoked my first cigarette and
passed out and then, my friends stuffed me in a locker.

In eleventh grade, I was rejected by the first person
I asked out to the Prom, and the second, and one and on,
and I had to go with my cousin who was paid by my parents

I wonder if anyone will remember me