February 16 2015

School sucks
I see red,
As I tuck
Them into bed.

Children are fed
Tucked into bed,
The last one down,
His name is Ned.

Act like you're dead,
Make me see red,
What about Ned?
Listen! I said.

You are not dead,
Do what I said,
Like Mr. Ted
And keep us fed.

Don't lose your head,
Make me see red,
You are not dead,
Get out of bed!

Go to school,
Follow the rules,
They're useful tools,
Don't be a fool.

Don't be a fool.
Don't be a mule.
It's just cool,
Follow the rules.

I'm A Poet and I Know It
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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