I Used To Be a Prefect

I Used to be a Prefect
By Robert (Bob) Moore © 2016
               
I used to be a Prefect, 
when I went to Spurley Hey
I’d be standing at the front gate every day

With my note pad and my pen
I’d see who turned up late
and take their name, and this is what I’d say

If you’re late again this week
your name goes in the book
on Friday, I will come and get you from your class

I’ll take you to Mr. Walmsley
who’ll try to show to you
the being late is not the smartest thing

He wields a real mean strap
and he won’t take no crap
and when it hits, you’ll really feel it sting

There were some I would not book
or after school for you they’d look
Peter Hesketh, and Charlie Garret too

The two best fighters in the school
my mother didn’t raise a fool
so I was always busy, just as they walked through

It seems just like yesterday
they were good times at Spurley Hey
I hope your school days, were just as good for you

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