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Random poems that i made up coz I was bored..

School,school what is this I hear?
Is it that thing that can make you queer?
Is it that thing I have heard many times?
Is it that thing I hear in rhymes?
Is it that thing that i have heard where children see no light?
Is it that thing that I have heard where each corridor gives you a fright?

Is it that thing that I have heard where children hide behind each door?
Is it that thing where each day is like a new sore?
Is it that thing where you hear nothing but pain?
Is it that thing where each hour drives you insane?

Is it that thing where each booking has no meaning?
Is it that thing where you can hear children trembling?
Is it that thing where you hear from the headteachers office a shriek?
Is it that thing that I have to go to next week...

.....bored.....

Light,light oh glorious light,
wonderous things it can do in the night.

It's little flame of engertic joy,
But do not play with it for it is not a toy.

It brights up the nights of misery and gloom,
Just like the lights that give out a boom.