old school ‘92

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Twas the week ‘fore exam block
Books all through the house
No computers in classrooms
No hands on a mouse.
Young eyes were for looking
All ‘round the room
Not arced down like zombies
All zoned out on Zoom.
The teacher, respected like Queen or a King
Socks up and shirts in
Or your arse in a sling.
No kids drugged on Pharma
With few looney toons
When musicians were poets
That churned out good tunes.

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All life is pain.
The beginning. The end. Most in-between..
Anyone who says differently is selling something.
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