Best Schoolworld Poems


School Days

School days
 
The elastic energy of my ears were increasing 
When the teacher was pulling my ears
This was connected later to the earth
When I was doing up and down touching my ears

There was an expansion on my anger
And exponential decay of my knowledge
The faster diffusion of C6H12O6 
And I was being pulled down by the gravity

His theory said he was trying to change 
The electron that I am to proton that we all should be
But I knew I was an element that 
Cannot be broken down by any chemicals

Knowledge is everything he said, 
His knowledge was gigantic
You bloody fools you knowledge is in billion X micron's 
Even electron microscope cannot see

I can't find the latent heat, to change your mind
I know that an object remains at rest or in uniform motion
Unless acted up on by external force
I can't change the damn object that you are
You are disgrace to the law

You'll learn on your way to ontogeny
The physiology of life
The world is a vast sea to live and
You are nothing but mere plankton
That day will come when you metamorphose 
		Into adult from puparium

He used to talk about some kind of symbiosis crap 
And I used to press my phalanges against my pinna
You are nothing but a pathogenic micro organism
For which the antibiotics can never be found
You are a parasite and this world is a host

Your friends are like the rotten potato 
That creates a chain reaction
We must pour some alcoholic KOH on you 
Also perform dehydrohalogenation

Your brains were made chloroform by god 
But you have turned them into phosgene  
Your brain is fermented by sacchromyces
The fresh water that you were born is dying
As a pure distillation of C2H5OH 

The qualitative and quantitative analysis
On you will result as a major disaster
You deoxyribose sugar must really code you to be a liar
Dear fool child your solubility product must be really higher

Procrastinsation

What to do? Oh what to do?
My whole world has become a darkening blue
All this unseen labor, and without a clue
When will it all come Due?
Scurry! Hurry! Blind Fury!
This life of mine has become oh so blurry
All these responsibilities coming up, all in such a mass flurry
All I have done now is worry
As the spectrum closes I see now
What to do? But it all ends how?
Without a hope in the world
How did my world come so unfurled?

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