Golden Rules At the Finest Schools
I sent my daughter to the finest schools
where she learned all the golden rules
Race-baiting pays, one's pronouns are weighed
with marijuana fill up the ashtrays
'B-' student in high school, all 'A's' in college
'Hmmm,' I thought to myself, 'No way!'
Then I glanced at the names of her courses
'Kweer Poetry' and 'Intro to Transphobic Horses'
So, I told my daughter she'd have to transfer
into 'Business' ~ to be a hemp entrepeneur
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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