A Township Day - a School Time Memory

This is a true story of seven students Agone days of those ill-famed fiddles Musing with drolleries – assiduity on catchy missies And lamed against educators animalism. Books usually kept aside but concentration hard on last night Weekends glossed upon soul mate’s hug Weekdays went upon escaping tutorials And the freshers on boozing thought, to try out school time dipso bash. Once in the winter of two thousand one Seven students planned for such a dipso bash By escaping from school in the first half After the party, to rejoin their lectures in the second half. This was just an act of vengeance To prove the youthful independence They tried to live with self prominence Extropies to get caught, was out of their dominance. One among them sorted out the program After the assembly followed by the literature lecture They are to jump over the fence, a height of twelve feet, Bounded by the cycle stand. The bell rang and before the second lecture started They adhered to their plan. One followed the other, eyes sleuthing everywhere Fortuitously they moved along the corridor To the cycle stand. The guard might have gone for a cup of tea Hence the coast was clear, and Those sleuthing eyes calculated the time And decided to involve into a black-listed crime. The fence was too high, yet didn’t bothered them One bicycle was supported to the wall And the other was carefully placed on top One was holding and others climbed up The last one to go somehow made the jump. Scatted seven breached the rules And pelted along the street, The moment of triumph was cracked by relish, Towards the destiny, only belonged to those educatees. Everything was planned - two large Royal Stag Seven disposable glasses and potato chips, The cold water and ice cubes then blended their time with juvenility An awaited moment, felt like a walk to the heaven. Blitzed seven minds headed for the school By the plan they were going to attain those second-half lectures Wobbling through the corridors all the seven Were now the back benchers of the class Caught by few classmates and asked to keep numb. Two lectures over the last one to go Those dreadful sleepy eyes Somehow looked very attentive in class for the first time. Lectures were over and they escaped luckily The act of vengeance Ultimately proved their independence All they did was just to encounter the consequence.