 I don't have to be sane to make it in this life, especially poets. In fact, well, in fact, I wrote this poem called My Head is a Refrigerator. My head is a refrigerator. It homes all night long and makes ice. It has a special compartment near the bottom where I keep my baloney fresh. I use magnets to keep it covered with important messages. There's a jar of orange marmalade inside that none of you will ever eat. It's plugged in and running all the time, but the door is usually shut. When you look inside, the light goes on. The really cold part has its own separate door. I shift the frosting more often, but I don't. Lots of things fall behind it and are never seen again. It takes a fly two hours to die if it gets caught inside. I know. It's Austin and Grant Smiles. Hello, everyone. Introducing everyone else that I have up here with me, I'm Austin Smiles. This is my older brother, Grant Smiles. This is Brooke Jackson over here. She's a senior here at Bosun High School like me. Tyler Saunders over here on the guitar. He's a BHS alumni, and that's Carl Swanson over there. Com, com, com. This is a song that I wrote. It's called President's Day. I don't really know how loud my voice is going to be coming out through these things with all of this, so I don't know where's the gauge to raise and lower this microphone for the speakers. For volume? Yeah, in case it's too loud or too quiet, in case it won't make me awesome. Don't know. All right, sounds good. If I'm too loud, tell me to pull the microphone away. If I'm too quiet, thank you. Anyway, this song is called President's Day. Now it dates kids around my age. Like something that's concerning and that... Learning how to learn is a privilege. Kids that did job free education for lack of better words are idiots. The way to take them back in their actions is already yoddy. I don't know why it is. I just feel so compelled to stop it. The cycles don't change your mind. You're what's something that creates freedom. You must come and quit. Let's watch them down. Also break the rents is bliss. Also break the rents is bliss. And all the life and return you planned for the debt. It was a pleasure to see you.