Devil In the Chem Lab

Highschool years, Not my best, Though I easily passed any test, I joined the chem lab, To assist a bird brained woman, She was rarely in the lab, And we were rarely performing, what we were supposed to be do'ing, We'd mix different chemicals, Until we got, the explosion we were brewing, And poison gas feared us not, We had a whole lab classroom , As refuge from our evil doing... And in that lab class I'd proudly write, On all the blackboards there, "The "Gors" rule, we'll cream the "Cams" And other childish drivel... The birdbrained lab tech could not figure out...who might be so uncivil... Our bigggest joy was creating explosions, For the lab tech was always gone... The bigger, the better... Our success measured by how many Chem teachers ran in, to see what's up. A challenge we always met, We never got punished, And thank God we killed no one, Cause a lab full of chemicals, And two fools with no knowledge or concerns, Was the same as two madmen each with a gun.