A Payneful Delay
Once again to school I ride.
Once again with dad beside.
We leave early, start of day.
Cause we both know that there'll be delays.
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Sure enough, on airship grand,
A group of foul sky pirates land.
Don't have to say what it portends,
That they are armed with swords to rend.
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Okay then, we will do our show.
Atop the airship's hull we go.
Show them you should not play games,
With members of the family Payne.
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The fight is long, the fight is fun,
But when all of it is said and done,
I realize I can't call it great,
That once again for school I'm late.
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Pirates are handed to police.
With hope, far away's release.
Then with dread to school I fly,
As my insides start to die.
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Arrive, give dad a kiss on cheek.
Then into classroom try to sneak.
And when asked, to the teacher say,
"The usual ma'am, Payneful delay."