School Days
His mum was so worried she cried
It was the third day in a row that he lied
He told her that he was in school
But his mum, well she was no fool
I will speak to him if you insist
He had stayed off again, another day missed
As a parent I did my best
As my child he knew he could put me to the test
He just lay curled up on the bed
I wondered what went through his head
Was it a bully that harassed him so
Was I the bully, I just did not know
I said son, will you get out of bed
Please tell me what's wrong in your head
He said, dad, I told you before
Its nothing, I ain't going no more
I don't want to go back to school
Its heartless and pointless and cruel
Open your eyes and please see
I hate them and know they hate me
I said, son you will have to grow up
Your a dog now not just a young pup
You have to realise the truth
And bite on the bullet with your tooth
You have to go back to your school
You made a deal so follow that rule
What's more you are fifty three
And headmaster of the Academy
Kids are so like that you know
They will tease you until they too grow
So put on your cap and your gown
Get dressed and come on right down
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