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Nov 2013
I never forgot you from school
The number of times you called me Idiot, Stupid and a fool
The number of times you pulled my hair
The number of times you smacked my head
The number of times I wished you dead
The number of times I just didn't care sat upon the detention chair
And just like you I wished I wasn't there
Everyday the same old faces
Being told we were disgraces
That nobody would ever employ
You did your best to destroy our self esteem
Our football player / Astronaut dreams
No !
You are not allowed
A dead end job beckons you
Either that or the unemployed queue
For the number of times I dared to disrupt your classes
So its with a " Up Yours " smile
I exceeded all expectations by a mile
I afford myself a grin
Remember this
As one little ******* leaves
Another always follows them in
Written by
Steve Harper  Bristol
(Bristol)   
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