Schmitt had a bit of a fit,
Because he quit and he will not admit it.
Schmitt was making a skit which was pretty lit,
But Brit, Schmitt's friend, does not have any wit,
She would rather smell her armpit.
Brit ran away from Schmitt in a sprint,
This made Schmitt lose it.
So Schmitt had no choice,
But to babysit children who played with shit,
And watch old ladies knit.
That's why Schmitt had a fit.
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