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School Days

His mum was so worried she cried It was the third day in a row that he lied He told her that he was in school But his mum, well she was no fool I will speak to him if you insist He had stayed off again, another day missed As a parent I did my best As my child he knew he could put me to the test He just lay curled up on the bed I wondered what went through his head Was it a bully that harassed him so Was I the bully, I just did not know I said son, will you get out of bed Please tell me what's wrong in your head He said, dad, I told you before Its nothing, I ain't going no more I don't want to go back to school Its heartless and pointless and cruel Open your eyes and please see I hate them and know they hate me I said, son you will have to grow up Your a dog now not just a young pup You have to realise the truth And bite on the bullet with your tooth You have to go back to your school You made a deal so follow that rule What's more you are fifty three And headmaster of the Academy Kids are so like that you know They will tease you until they too grow So put on your cap and your gown Get dressed and come on right down

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Date: 1/9/2012 10:14:00 AM
This poem made me laugh, Thanks
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John Scott
Date: 1/9/2012 10:23:00 AM
Thank you to. If I can raise a smile for someone, that makes two happy people

Book: Shattered Sighs