Elementary to College (poem for challenge)
First, second, third, fourth,
going to the next.
The class is north
of mine and I am nowhere near knowing the regression of y on x.
Middle, with my brother to the eighth,
they say they really prep you for high school,
but I still have my faith.
Then by the end of the day, I’m in the ninth! Isn’t that cool?
Ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth,
I need better wealth.
But I just forgot how?