Rangitoto School Daze
In my youth's frolic at King Lear and Pi
all my daze was a Shakespearean tale.
Not algebra, not prose did edify
yet test and limits we pass lest we fail.
To learn and open closed minds to ideas
but I learnt before a fall comes a pride
with a conspiracy one alone bears
yet co-conspirators had much to hide.
For each lame alibi concealed misdeed,
each mad ruse and jape blotted my ledger
but we all do a true life lesson heed
when worn is a cowl or crown to measure.
Comic is the court and jester in school
but better a wise king than a wise fool.
Written: May 1992
Pics above: That's me in high school
with a couple friends.
The year is 1977 and
we are just 16 years old.
You see, I had hair once!
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