The Coin

Fools are tools 
They enrich schools 

Fool isn't a fool
But an awaiting elite
In an elite's misrule 
He grows mixtures of conceit
  
Students aren't stubborn 
Teachers are just wicked 
After school is the real churn 
That gets students allurded

Students are not students 
That give respect in turns by accidents
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