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Olaga Duga Hurra
torsdag 6. august 2009
torsdag 30. april 2009
The lesson
Chaos ruled OK in the classroom
as bravely the teacher walked in
the hooligans ignored him
his voice was lost in the din
"The theme for today is violence
and homework will be set
I`going to teach you a lesson
one that you`ll never forget"
He picked on a boy who was shouting
and throttled him then and there
then garotted the girl behind him
(the one with the grotty hair)
Then sword in hand he hacked his way
between the chattering rows
"First come, first severed" he declared
"fingers, feet, or toes"
He threw the sword at a latecomer
it struck with deadly aim
ten pulling out a shotgun
he continued with his game
The firs blast cleared the back row
(where those who skive hang out)
the collapsed like rubber dinghies
when the plug`s pulled out
"Please may I leave the room sir?"
a trembling vandal enquired
"Of course you may" said the teacher
put the gun to his temple and fired
The Head popped a head round the doorway
to see why a din was being made
nodded understandably
then tossed in a grenade
And when the ammo was well spent
with blood on every chair
Silence shuffled forward
with his hands up in the air
The teacher surveyed the carnage
the dying and the dead
He waggled a finger severely
"Now let that be a lesson" he said
Roger McGough
as bravely the teacher walked in
the hooligans ignored him
his voice was lost in the din
"The theme for today is violence
and homework will be set
I`going to teach you a lesson
one that you`ll never forget"
He picked on a boy who was shouting
and throttled him then and there
then garotted the girl behind him
(the one with the grotty hair)
Then sword in hand he hacked his way
between the chattering rows
"First come, first severed" he declared
"fingers, feet, or toes"
He threw the sword at a latecomer
it struck with deadly aim
ten pulling out a shotgun
he continued with his game
The firs blast cleared the back row
(where those who skive hang out)
the collapsed like rubber dinghies
when the plug`s pulled out
"Please may I leave the room sir?"
a trembling vandal enquired
"Of course you may" said the teacher
put the gun to his temple and fired
The Head popped a head round the doorway
to see why a din was being made
nodded understandably
then tossed in a grenade
And when the ammo was well spent
with blood on every chair
Silence shuffled forward
with his hands up in the air
The teacher surveyed the carnage
the dying and the dead
He waggled a finger severely
"Now let that be a lesson" he said
Roger McGough
tirsdag 31. mars 2009
torsdag 26. mars 2009
lørdag 14. mars 2009
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