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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He walked with a swagger, a delinquent lagger and recidivist wagger all his schoolboy days. Joyridin on the Pare’ bus he’d skylark and cuss just like one of us as was his way always. He was undeniably cool but did piss off at school and play the fool from bell to ringin bell. Widely well liked as a peer and but for the odd jeer had nothin to fear but many a tale to tell. He oft sat ready in class but mostly half ar-se and exams barely pass and interest feign. Almost always in a scrape lookin to mock or ape or some dare or jape and felt a swingin cane. He did the flyin fox fling and legs and arms cling on the rope swing with collidin force. For dear life hands hangin, blokes fallin and clangin into bodies bangin on the Confidence Course. He was a hurler of eggs and till someone begs did charlie their legs but it was all in fun. A water bomb he’d let fly when he’d up on high ambush a passer-by abscondin on the run. He under the gym below with his friends in tow did hide and stow lest they all be found. Then one guy in the loop dived through a hoop and the rest swoop should it fall down. He at lunch hour stood all dutiful and good but not as he should policin the tuck shop. As monitor it was his job to calm the unruly mob but not tell or dob suckin on his lollipop. He climbed out on a limb and broke into the gym lettin his friends in loadin up the bar. Squattin and pressin away liftin in the weight bay till fun and horseplay went a step too far. He was a classroom pest out of uniform dressed on his own quest and always in strife. But in his heart he knew what he needed to do lest bedlam ensue and his foolin run rife. He was a master pranker, some say a wanker but he did hanker for somethin more. Girls thought him sweet and fell at his feet goin crazy for Skeet but his spell had no cure. Written: February 2018
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