Chaos ruled OK in the classroom <br />as bravely the teacher walked in <br />the nooligans ignored him <br />his voice was lost in the din <br /> <br />'The theme for today is violence <br />and homework will be set <br />I'm going to teach you a lesson <br />one that you'll never forget' <br /> <br />He picked on a boy who was shouting <br />and throttled him then and there <br />then garrotted the girl behind him <br />(the one with grotty hair) <br /> <br />Then sword in hand he hacked his way <br />between the chattering rows <br />'First come, first severed' he declared <br />'fingers, feet or toes' <br /> <br />He threw the sword at a latecomer <br />it struck with deadly aim <br />then pulling out a shotgun <br />he continued with his game <br /> <br />The first blast cleared the backrow <br />(where those who skive hang out) <br />they collapsed like rubber dinghies <br />when the plug's pulled out <br /> <br />'Please may I leave the room sir? ' <br />a trembling vandal enquired <br />'Of course you may' said teacher <br />put the gun to his temple and fired <br /> <br />The Head popped a head round the doorway <br />to see why a din was being made <br />nodded understandingly <br />then tossed in a grenade <br /> <br />And when the ammo was well spent <br />with blood on every chair <br />Silence shuffled forward <br />with its hands up in the air <br /> <br />The teacher surveyed the carnage <br />the dying and the dead <br />He waggled a finger severely <br />'Now let that be a lesson' he said<br /><br />Roger McGough<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lesson/
