She's never heard this word before, and that gives her a scare It wasn't on her study list, and that just seems unfair But there's also something less unpleasant settling in her mind A sense of righteous apathy, relief of a certain kind She'll either get it right or not, she only has to try "Definition please?" She asks, and a powerful voice replies... "Fertilization by cross-pollination Especially between flowers on different plants." She thinks, "That doesn't help me, it never does." She sighs and gives the ceiling a glance Was it really worth the flashcards, the hours of memorization? Do types of words nobody needs, deserve so much dedication? Realizing, maybe I am only here 'cuz some fool wants a song to start with X For a moment she just stands there, twiddling her thumbs, thinking of flower sex This spelling bee is just a flower, one small stop for a bee like me X-E-N-O-G-A-M-E This man behind the table, even he has to have checked He makes a face, and then he says, "I'm sorry but that's incorrect." Dad's smile drops, as does mom's hand, her phone no longer filming Excitedly their daughter skips away, decidedly leaving the building