Round the bend
Broken steeple
For a broken people
Bleed blood bleed
The wound won't mend
Picture postcard
It was a school house
A ***** house
The soot too heavy
The lessons too hard
Made up of new words
Becoming new things
But death is all
It will ever bring
The banquet now set
And this one's for the birds
Sep 29, 2022
Sep 29, 2022 at 8:13 AM UTC
Round the bend
Broken steeple
For a broken people
Bleed blood bleed
The wound won't mend
Picture postcard
It was a school house
A ***** house
The soot too heavy
The lessons too hard
Made up of new words
Becoming new things
But death is all
It will ever bring
The banquet now set
And this one's for the birds
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