Some criminal cretin, some devilish fool
spit gum in my hair on the bus ride to school.
A dreadful disaster! What horrible luck!
So icky. So sticky. So totally stuck.
That stunk, so I shrunk and hoped no one could see
The used glob of gum that was sticking to me.
Distraught by the clot, as I thought with a pout:
I might have to cut if I can’t wash it out.
But that’s when Amanda, the nerdiest nerd
discretely did something completely absurd:
She spit out her gum as she quietly read
and smashed the whole wad on the top of her head.
Then suddenly, riders were fully aware
of two of us wearing our gum in our hair.
If we could wear gum, they guessed they’d wear it too,
and that’s, one-by-one, what they started to do.
And so, by the time we arrived at the school
this gum-headed thing became totally cool.
A terrible tragedy turned to a trend:
and that’s how Amanda became my best friend.