10-06-2012, 07:45 AM
1st Edit thanks for all comments and advice
Bum fluff shaved, spots freshly squeezed,
pull on my shirt, dirt round the sleeves.
Polishing shoes on the back door mat, great,
my hands covered in cherry blossom black.
Morning assembly, senses off track,
grin at the fainting kid, his colour coming back.
Even though I listened, I’m not sure what was said,
try to avoid hard knocks who tell me I'm dead.
Tuck shop sugar rush, Dr Death's chews,
for god sake leave him alone and give him back his shoes.
Slip into slumber, hand print on my cheek,
board duster alarm clock, propels me from sleep.
Lunch time arrives with the Ice cream van,
don’t have much money, I scav what I can
Concrete buildings, dark grey in the rain,
corridors yawning, young minds to drain.
Letter to parents, kept in for a month,
have you been drinking Boy? Well sir, I had a glass with lunch.
The boy doesn’t listen, a distraction to the class;
he cannot keep playing the fool, if exams he is to pass.
Nearly an adult now so careers advice I got,
something beyond expectation please, sorry we think not.
Last bell, run like hell, no teachers now to nag
left with a sense of achievement, new art work on my bag.
original
Bum fluff shaved and spots freshly squeezed,
pull on my shirt with dirt round the sleeves.
Polishing shoes on the back door mat, great,
my hands are covered in cherry blossom black.
Morning assemble, senses off track,
grin at the fainting kid, his colour coming back.
Even though I listened, I’m not sure what was said,
did I say that out loud or inside my head.
Tuck shop sugar rush, Dr Death's chews,
for god sake leave him alone and give him back his shoes.
Slip into slumber, hand print on my cheek,
board duster alarm clock, propels me from sleep.
Lunch time arrives with the Ice cream van,
don’t have much money so I scav what I can
Concrete buildings, dark grey in the rain,
corridors of yawning, with young minds to drain.
Letter home to parents, kept in for a month,
have you been drinking Boy? Well sir, I had a glass with lunch.
The boy doesn’t listen, a distraction to the class;
he cannot keep playing the fool, if exams he is to pass.
Nearly an adult now so careers advice I got,
something beyond expectation please, sorry we think not.
Last bell, run like hell, no teachers now to nag
left with a sense of achievement, new art work on my bag.
Bum fluff shaved, spots freshly squeezed,
pull on my shirt, dirt round the sleeves.
Polishing shoes on the back door mat, great,
my hands covered in cherry blossom black.
Morning assembly, senses off track,
grin at the fainting kid, his colour coming back.
Even though I listened, I’m not sure what was said,
try to avoid hard knocks who tell me I'm dead.
Tuck shop sugar rush, Dr Death's chews,
for god sake leave him alone and give him back his shoes.
Slip into slumber, hand print on my cheek,
board duster alarm clock, propels me from sleep.
Lunch time arrives with the Ice cream van,
don’t have much money, I scav what I can
Concrete buildings, dark grey in the rain,
corridors yawning, young minds to drain.
Letter to parents, kept in for a month,
have you been drinking Boy? Well sir, I had a glass with lunch.
The boy doesn’t listen, a distraction to the class;
he cannot keep playing the fool, if exams he is to pass.
Nearly an adult now so careers advice I got,
something beyond expectation please, sorry we think not.
Last bell, run like hell, no teachers now to nag
left with a sense of achievement, new art work on my bag.
original
Bum fluff shaved and spots freshly squeezed,
pull on my shirt with dirt round the sleeves.
Polishing shoes on the back door mat, great,
my hands are covered in cherry blossom black.
Morning assemble, senses off track,
grin at the fainting kid, his colour coming back.
Even though I listened, I’m not sure what was said,
did I say that out loud or inside my head.
Tuck shop sugar rush, Dr Death's chews,
for god sake leave him alone and give him back his shoes.
Slip into slumber, hand print on my cheek,
board duster alarm clock, propels me from sleep.
Lunch time arrives with the Ice cream van,
don’t have much money so I scav what I can
Concrete buildings, dark grey in the rain,
corridors of yawning, with young minds to drain.
Letter home to parents, kept in for a month,
have you been drinking Boy? Well sir, I had a glass with lunch.
The boy doesn’t listen, a distraction to the class;
he cannot keep playing the fool, if exams he is to pass.
Nearly an adult now so careers advice I got,
something beyond expectation please, sorry we think not.
Last bell, run like hell, no teachers now to nag
left with a sense of achievement, new art work on my bag.
or as we liked to call it...Memory eraser, how cool is outside assemblies, unfortunatley Merseyside doesn't lend itself to such activities unless there was a fire alarm (again). Thank you for your comments and taking the time. TOMH
lol
thanks for your comment