The School in Winter

[heslopian]

This poem is a parody of this one by Philip Larkin: The School In August

The cloakroom now is being stripped,
the pegs unburdened, one by one,
while nice parents of lucky girls
arrive to claim their errant young.
As plastic angels guard the hall
the students dress, the last bell rung.

Who stole Madeleine’s brassiere
and sneezed all over it?
Who pillow fought the last night here
while Mr. Larkin dipped his pen?
And who amongst them dared to leer
at their mistress’ rose bush?

The croquet hoops are locked away,
the gardener puts on his shirt,
and as he calmly wipes his brow
last year’s prefect pulls up her skirt.
Observing then the sky darken,
she mourns the loss of breasts once pert.

[Ris Yerg]

Hi!
This your work brought a lot of thoughts and recollections to me.
Really great piece.
Thanks.
Enjoyed.
R.Y.

[heslopian]

Thanks for the kind words Ris

[addy]

Too funny

Thanks for this Jack

[ficosdarkness]

1st smile of the day! Classic Jack! I enjoyed the read!
Thanks for this,
fd

[heslopian]

Thanks for your kind praise ladies

[billy]

love it all. it feel just right. how i'd imagine it to be.
it's light and full of ending frolics
the 2nd was my fave with maddy's bar and larkin's pen dipping.
the pillow fight...

i enjoyed everything about the poem jack.
thanks for the read, the humour and the nostalgia.

[heslopian]

Thanks for your kind words Billy; I even adhered to a meter (or syllable count, at least) of sorts just for you

[billy]

and sneezed all over it doesn't have 8 syls in it.)
there's also a few more but i'll let you discover them

[heslopian]

The first and last verses all have eight syllables on each line. The second stanza is less defined, but I tried to keep the counts at least close

[billy]

then it doesn't really have meter as such though it's a great start that you have it in two verse

[heslopian]

Thanks Bilbo