When Being Bad Was Good...

I would never have my homework,
when the teacher would come my way.
She would sometimes ask me a question
but i would have nothing to say.

I would never do my projects,
not even my book reports too,
and when she would ask me why
Id say I had better things to do.

I would get detention after detention,
but I would never seem to go.
And even if I would get suspended,
My parents would never ever know.

And all of that would happened,
until I found out I had summer school.
And that is how it was,
when I thought that being bad was cool.