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In My Day

I was telling a tale Incredulous to you, not me Of school in the old days And how it used to be Children were tolerated Generally seen and not heard Their place in society! Beaten into third How times have changed Taking a long look back Is it so hard to believe? They caned and smacked! The modern approach To pupils fooling about Requires in depth analysis And a study, to work things out For those being disruptive Is it Autism or ADHT? Is it possible to be naughty? Without having it labelled so drastically OK, some require detention Others need psychiatric care But one thing’s for certain Some make a good living...... out of our welfare! Philip Royle copyright © 2017

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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