She used to be confused
‘bout the bucket of used fuses
she was forced
by her form-master,
to carry on her head.
When she saw
the electric core
of his gymnasium floor;
Man! She did her homework.
Oh boy! And she read.
She was live to this earth, so
She amped up the ante;
three phased the in flagrante,
and watt smiled, as he fried,
at her plimsolls made of lead.
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