Long Educationschool Poems

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My School Dinner

I looked forward to my school dinner
While I was at school
The teachers made us stand in a line
You see that was the school rule.

As I took my dinner plate
And walked down the line
The sight of all the lovely food
I wished it was all mine.

There was steak pie and carrots
Mashed potatoes too
The dinner lady looked at me
And said this one is for you.

I walked back to the table
With a big grin on my face
I would eat every little bit
I didn't leave no waste.

Then there was puddings
wow, wasn't that a treat
There was spotted dick and treacle tart
As much as I could eat.

The meals were free we had at school
Because Mum and Dad was poor
And if we put our hands up
We could ask for more.

Yes, all those school dinners
I remember very well
Especially those gorgeous puddings
They made my belly swell.
Form: Rhyme


College Bound(The Education Game)

Next week I am college bound
 An education is what I seek
Further knowledge to be found
 In my quest I will not be meek.

School days for me has long since passed
 For out of school I became a mother
On my list education became last
 For me the choice was none other.

These are not the days of yesteryear
 No having fun and going to school dances
For failure is what I fear
 So no time for silly romances.

Time to study hard and long
 College professors will take no excuse
For homework being late or how an answer is wrong
It will still be my neck in the noose.

This time around there is no marching band practice
 All my spare time devoted to study
I may seem prickly  like a cactus
 But no time for me to be a buddy.

Time to buckle down and move ahead
 No longer with my high school sweetheart
No more dragging feet full of lead
 Time to give my life a brand new start.

No more jobs...I desire a career
 My heart beats double time
But please do not jeer
 School at my age is not a crime.

Bring on English and Math
 Sorry my dear dear friends
I am following a new path
 Time lost with them... will later make amends.

Time for the thinking cap
 No worries of being a fool
Even though there is a huge time gap
 Since the days of high school.

Knowledge is power
 Education is key
No need to be dour
 Law is the field for me.



For John Loving III Education game...Nara Shevanna you are next dear
Form: Quatrain

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