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'Where I come from- S.M.C!!' (Free verse) by Hostileintent

I love Munchins College, my arse The place is such a horrid little farce The people here, spend all year Killing individuality, with art Yes! We all love academic schools It's a pity- our labs have got no tools Instead we have some really cool rooms Like our chlorine filled, closed, indoor swimming pool The average Joe Soap of a teacher Is not too bad, at the bit of teaching But what of those ones, those silly little ones Who would'nt know a text book from their Beamer For most of them, I have the utmost respect For six years they have kept me in check They used their brains, and bore all the pains Associated with keeping us in step Séa.Tá sport ana tábhachtach Beidir go bhfuil sé an rud is tábhachtach Ach ní chuireann siad béim, ar an sport go léir Cad faoin forbairt soar, FAIC I now understand the life of the deagóir I see it's full of filthy dirty eagóir But overall- Munchins has brought Me to a fear from a naive deagóir

Mr Pig 13-Aug-03/8:07 AM
Not sure about the Gaelic expreessions it deprived me of knowing the ending. I would stick to the same formula as the end of a poem is of utmost importance to understand and call me a vacuous poppinjay but I never.

The rhythm upto that point is dandy 7




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