Richard D Seal Poet Rhyme

Six Hundred Boys

Six Hundred Boys

Six hundred boys were singing in the hall
Six hundred boys were singing in the hall
Six hundred boys were singing there
Singing out a secret prayer
Six hundred boys were singing in the hall

Angelic voices bouncing off the walls
Angelic voices bouncing off the walls
Praying, there would be no pain
The masters, they would show restrain
Angelic voices bouncing off the walls

Bend over boy, it’s time you got the rod
Bend over boy, it’s time you got the rod
For sliding down the banister
Failing to call the master SIR
Bend over boy, it’s time you got the rod

Bend over boy, and get six of the best
Bend over boy, and get six of the best
You shouldn’t be a fighting
Substandard is your writing
Bend over boy, and get six of the best

Touch your toes, hear the swish of cane
Think of England as the blows a reign
Stiff upper lip, as you’re hit
Must remember all that ****
Touch your toes, hear the swish of cane

Six hundred boys were singing in the hall
Six hundred boys standing, proud and tall
Six hundred boys were singing there
Singing out their secret prayer
Angelic voices bouncing off the walls

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Andrea Dietrich April 13, 2019 at 10:36 AM It matters not what poem I click on, I seem to have seen them all. This one was sure a fun one, Richard Thanks for your congrats to me at the blog.

Debbie Duncan May 25, 2017 at 11:13 AM WoW, nicely done :)

Richard Lamoureux September 17, 2015 at 8:06 AM Wow, has it been almost two years since last I read this? It is no less powerful reading it now. A fine although deeply disturbing piece.

Poet Destroyer A December 24, 2013 at 1:41 AM Richard, Guess what? , The end of the year is approaching :) and there's no way I'm letting this year end, without dropping by with SMILES and CHRISTMAS CHEERS. Thank You for making this a great year for ALL OF US. --- May magic fill your days and all your dreams come true this holiday season. MERRY CHRISTAMS <3 Love Linda -The Sweetest Poet Destroyer

Chuck Melugin December 14, 2013 at 9:06 AM I've felt that rod! Your poetry is top drawer stuff! My best, chuck

Andrea Dietrich November 21, 2013 at 10:59 PM Were you just kidding me about dressing as Lola? I can't even remember you ever telling me that. hahaha. (it would sure make one awesome outfit for a costume party!) Richard D Seal November 22, 2013 at 7:24 PM No, I'm not kidding you on. Yes I was a big hit and hit on lol.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 17, 2013 at 9:24 AM - We can sing this together - :::: P-Soup choir with P-Soup orchestra :) ::::: - Beautiful and touching Richard! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Richard D Seal November 22, 2013 at 7:23 PM What a great idea Anne Lise, I can still hear in my memory the voices resounding around that hall, was beautiful. Thanks for your lovely comment

Richard Lamoureux November 16, 2013 at 7:43 PM Hi Richard, I hope you are having a good weekend. Richard D Seal November 22, 2013 at 7:19 PM I did Rick Thanks and you too I hope

Richard Lamoureux November 14, 2013 at 4:48 PM I had a teacher break a pointer on the back of my head. One time as a kid in grade four I went to the principles office for the strap and I resoledved not to show any emotion. I can still see the vein poping on the side of his neck. I derived some weird satisfaction from watching him. almost an out of body experience. Great poem, thanks for the memories! *lol* Richard D Seal November 15, 2013 at 8:31 PM Not so sure on thanks for the memories Rick lol, at least we can laugh about it now. Really enjoyed your little story here thank you, made my night that has.

Delysia Hendricks November 13, 2013 at 8:45 AM Hey, bruv, this would make a good song. Violence in any form is despicable, more so from authority. If this is for the contest, my best wishes. I'm rooting for you. Licia (*|*) Richard D Seal November 13, 2013 at 7:35 PM Hiya Sis, Yes I agree though it was the norm back then, when I was lad in the dark ages lol. Hey sneaky, I've seen you rooting for everybody hahaha

Poet Destroyer A November 12, 2013 at 10:15 PM Richard, wow... this is really something else... the imagery brings choir boys singing down a hall ((angelic voices)) in hopes the cane stick won't lash a mark,... is this some kind of punishment?? Let me know when you have time... interesting write .... xox~ LINDA Richard D Seal November 13, 2013 at 7:29 PM Yes my Sweet Dark Friend, punishment for almost any minor misdemeanour at the school I attended in the UK. The practise was finally outlawed in the early 1980s. and it did leave marks and nobody to apply the salve haha

Andrea Dietrich November 12, 2013 at 4:11 PM well, hey, what inspired this one ? thinking of old school days, eh?? THis is much like a song!! I enjoyed it. Richard D Seal November 13, 2013 at 7:17 PM Oh yes school days Petal, good ole school days. I used to write a lot of these protest / bus trip songs and some mucky ones 'eek' haha, for singing on the journey. Our time to give a bit back to the masters.

Eileen Manassian November 12, 2013 at 7:38 AM Quite the write, Mr Seal....Very graphic...and sad. Richard D Seal November 13, 2013 at 7:08 PM Graphic !!!! Wow you must have taken the images to whole new level lol could hear the swish crack, swish crack