I'm on strike because of today,
today was unlike any other day.
Today at school my teacher was sick,
so instead we got a lunatic.
My teacher was always loyal, nice, and clean,
this one was just plain mean, mean, mean!
For lunch today we were supposed to have macaroni & cheese,
instead we had macaroni & peas.
Which I really, really do not like,
so that's why I'm on strike, strike, strike!
They ran out of juice, so I had to have tea,
my best friend Sarah got mad at me.
For recess I had to stand against the wall,
for nothing, except running in the hall.
When Spelling came,
my pencil flew across the room, and I was to blame.
Finally, my bus driver drove in,
but I mistakenly got on bus number ten.
Suddenly, we got into a wreck, and the bus broke down,
and the person we ran into was a clown.
Which I really, really did not like,
so that's why I'm on strike, strike, strike!
We had to wait for at least an hour long,
meanwhile, the clown was singing a terrible song.
So we waited and waited and waited,
which I absolutely hated.
Then, a policeman gave me a rusty old bike,
and I rode home, even though no one was there, not even my brother Mike.
Which I really, really do not like,
so that's why I'm on strike, strike, strike!
I found out I left my key at school,
so I had to wait outside, where the air was definitely not cool.
Finally my mom drove up in the driveway,
and asked, "How was your day?"
Which I really, really did not like,
so I told her I was on strike, strike, strike!