Chapter Text
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be J?
Wary of soul, he flailed and he squealed
Over a knee to cry
Students and dreams, paddled and seats
Lessons learned the hard way (lessoned learned the hard way)
All that was good, all that was fair
All that was pale is sore
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be J?
Wary of soul, he flailed and he squealed
Over a knee to cry
Sing me a song of a lad that is gone
Say, could that lad be J?
