It's always nice to read the work,
Of a fellow poet,
People can often be so frustrating,
Don't we both know it.
As a school principal,
Many things I see,
The people you described just then,
Are so real to me.
A lady came in the other day,
At her her son did swear,
She accused me of teaching him that language,
And brought some pressure to bear.
I explained that I don't say f*ck,
At least not at school,
In front of her son she said, "F*ck that!"
Life can be so cruel.
Parents are not the only ones,
In silly person hell,
One said to me, "I forgot
It was school - then I heard the bell."
This excuse was proferred to me,
From a silly jerk,
As a way of explaining why,
He hadn't done homework.
Another child came to me,
For something he didn't do,
Wondering why he was in trouble,
It sounds so fair to you.
But he didn't do his homework,
"I didn't do it!"  his plea,
He thought only people who did things,
Were ever sent to me.
So, there are many examples near,
Of people a bit off-beat,
I think that we should toast them,
With a Bastard Beer and some Smeet.
For they make our lives so much richer,
We shine like a gem,
It makes us feel much better,
'Coz we're not like them.                                                    

Cheers from the Land of Oz