Summer School
From September to June, you didn't act too cool.
That's why they forced you to attend summer school.
With grades of D and F, there's no way you were proud.
At the graduation ceremony, you were not allowed.
No, they would not let you wear a cap and gown.
Your classmates voted you the school's biggest clown.
You were lucky the school board didn't chase you out of town.
Just think, you could have been lying on the beach at the shore.
What else could you be doing? I can think of lots more!
So hit those books while you are in summer class.
That's the price you have to pay for being a horse's ass!
Inspired by another member's poem.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2013
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