My friends say I suck;
I think I soak.
I’m but an undergraduate
employed at a burger shack.
My friend is a star
but I’m stuck behind a bar;
My neighbor thinks I’m annoying-
he’s my only friend and now I’m crying.
I’m just a little kid trying not to be a square
(Surprisingly enough, that’s exactly what I am.)
But you have to consider my upbringing if you are to be fair.
I am but a pacific creature
I hope all these words explain to you my features.

I am who lives, you see
in a pineapple under the sea.