Report Cards Are Dumb. Poem by Hannah Hetze

I hate report cards!
They're so stupid and dumb.
Like a hobo eating macoroni
or a pancake with peacans.
What's the point of them anyways?
Basically, all they're for
is 'reporting' your flaws
to smart people.
I hate report cards!
They're like rape on a first date
It's so pointless-
Just wait ten years for actual sex,
You dumb bunny.
Oh great,
Now Im craving noodles.
But will I ever get my noodles?
I'll be lucky for some beans.
I change my mind.
I kinda want a burger.
Topped with some cheese
and fries on the side.
Or as the French say,
'les frites.'
Voi la!
I'm bi(lingual, of corse.)
I'm straight, stop asking me questions.
You know what else I am?
I'M A GENIUS! !
A GENIUS WITH A D!
I kinda want to play my guitar-
but I can't-
'Cuz 'Bill Nye' and 'Mrs Lady'
Think I'm doing homework.
Which I actually did, btw.
But my dumb- report card
says I'm to Down Syndrome
to know what 'homework' even is!
I hate report cards!
I love the beach though.
When I was in the 4th grade,
I went to Hawaii
Which was uber pretty.
And now I go to Hilton Head (South Carolina)
every single summer.
I went to the Salty Dog Cafe-
it was yummy
in my tummy
Unlike my report cards
which are definately NOT
yummy in my tummy.
I hate report cards!
I think you get the picture-
Sucks for you,
'Cuz I'm gonnna blab all I want!
Blah Blah Blah!
SHUT UP I'M TALKING!
(In sign language of corse.)
I'm mad,
but at the same time peaceful.
I'm gonna sit under a tree
for 27 days-
meditating-
to discover the purpose of life.
Just like 'Buddha.'
I should get a nick-name too
Like the 'Zaxorkictoquelatahannah.'
Don't ask my how to pronounce that.
But I do know what it means,
it means:
'Oh smart, Brilliant Hannah! '
Maybe I should dedicate my life
To religion and other stuff
Make up stuff and say
the Lord himself told it to me.
That way I won't have to use
the brain I don't have.
I hate report cards!
They're so ghetto and strange.
I'm so mad-
I could've had my burger-
but my parents decided to go out
without their children
whom the promised could go.
I hate this.
I'm so hungry it hurts,
and now my heart aches with it.
Stupid report cards-
ruined the love in families.
I'm going to leave now-
to write in my dairy with an over-sized pen.
Like fo rizle.
It's huge.
I hate report cards,
and I also hate yoo!
Hahaha.
Bye.