Blank House Was Exactly A Nice Empty

I Sort Of Was Good At Writing Essays. I Was Never Very Good At Mathematics, And I Was Never Very Good At Algebra. I Loved Science, But I Wasn't Sure Of It.

I Didn't Know What To Do With Myself. I Wasn't Excited By The Teaching Of The School. If They'd Been Intent On Really Teaching You Things, I Would Have Been A Little More Attentive.

I Was Often Very, Incredibly Naughty, And If I Didn't Come Home At Tea Time I Used To Be Sent To Bed Without Any Dinner. But People Used To Bring Me Things: I Was Better Fed In Bed.

I Got Through My Teen Years By Being A Bit Of A Clown.

Blank House Was Exactly A Nice Empty Sheet Where Nothing Was Accountable Because You Were So Naughty That You Were In Blank House.