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My Teacher Fancied Me
I think my teacher used to fancy me Because on my work she gave me kisses Instead of a tick She'd keep me in the class after school to do lines I wanted to be a brain surgeon But I guess I was just too thick. In break time The bullies would break my pencils and my pens And chase me around the playground and back again I used to draw rude pictures Of my teachers in my books Until A teacher stood behind me And took a look. Always in trouble why was it always me I din't mean to put frog spawn in the head masters bag And red hot chilli in his tea I couldn't wait for the bell to ring at half past three Then I'd run home as fast as I could To have my tea and watch TV. The only thing I learned from school was Girls were different and horrid And how to fight And I'd arrive home battle scared With a muddy school uniform Almost every night. I came from the wrong side of town And my future was ordained I now write from my prison cell And every days the same. I never became a brain surgeon Or married a beauty queen Became a rock star Or commander of a submarine. I'm just me And that's all I can be. Peter Dome.copyright.2015 Oct.
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