My head is in the clouds?

Then tell me professor, what is this upon my shoulders?

What is this iremovable lump on my neck?

Dearest professor, my head is right here.

My mind isn't in the clouds either

It's down here too.

Producing something that is far more entertaining than relearning this trash.

I don't see what you see

You see what is there, I see whatever I please.

I can make you go invisible

Your heads gone now, because I don't like it

I shall make you a new one.

I have wings taking me farther than you can see

I don't have to travel yo know where I want to be

Because the one thing you can't make me part with is myself.

Till death do I part.