Eventually six schools in all
In each I chose to play the fool
And broke every pointless rule
With humour bordering on cruel
In some teachers gave leeway
Accepted that I’d have my say
Others acted with dismay
At my tragic Cabaret
I shrugged shoulders at detention
In classes created tension
My name often given mention
At each parent board convention
Though not without ability
I hid the fact deliberately
Hated sanction considerably
But could turn on civility
And when more than sniff of trouble
Ma removed me on the double
Though often would be a struggle
To re-school her hubble bubble
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