I actually didn’t have anything to say
About the day you dropped out of school.
You knew so much stuff
It appeared to your mother and me
That your cup already runneth over
And over and over to where it
Spilled on the floor and leaked out
The door leaving us alone to be-moan
your rising voice.
Wow - that seems like just the beginning of an epic! Quite the cliffhanger. More please.