The Dunce of the Class
The Dunce of the Class
By Elton Camp
Alas, the poor dunce of the class
He was just barely able to pass
Couldn’t read until third grade
Not many brains in that haid
About math let’s not discuss
For he rode on the short bus
But football he managed to play
That was where his hope lay
To state college he took a trip
Thanks to athletic scholarship
The dunce finally eked a degree
As a physical ed major you see
It was a coach that he then became
Director of a violent child’s game
For a few seasons, he could win
But then he couldn’t do it again
But once a coach has been hired
Very rarely is he simply fired
To the school’s lasting shame,
It was principal that he became
He still struggles to read or write
Secretary keeps him out of a tight
Academics have gone down the drain
As long as principal he does remain
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