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Aug 2011
We sit quietly,
Listening intently,
As the teacher drones on and on.

When he turns his back,
A sudden smack,
And a lad is flat on the floor.

Kisses are blown,
Paper is thrown,
And a pathetic boy scuffle is started.

One boy starts to weep,
After a heavy leap,
Has cracked and bruised all his bones.


The teacher spins round,
With an ugly frown,
And yells 'WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?!'

After a lot of persuasion,
And some complication,
The lad with sore bones explains all.

The teacher understands,
And offers a hand,
To get him quickly to the school nurse.

Again, hell breaks loose,
As the teacher's no use,
The Head comes in and scolds all.

The naughty children,
Have now started learning,
How to behave well in school.
Written a couple of years ago...
Written by
Jessica
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   Amelie
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