School is where we go to learn
Kos we couldn't spell before
Until they taught us well, with
Lashings that curbed every
freedom's true bell.
"Enough enough, I can't receive no more."
Rules that cause us to bend and sway.
Unruly though we were before
Learned we then bureaucracy
Engine's oil to monster industry
Stopped or flowed with every tap twist.
Only afterwards did we desist
Kept closed, against their will
Not to submit, nor to desist
Only for truth shall we fight
Truth, truth in that we delight.
Ended.
Location:Naughty Chair.
