I don’t like skool,
I don’t like teechers, they’re too bossy
for their breeches. They shout and bawl cos you are
small and give you awful lessons, they make you add
and take away and for all errors say you’ll
pay. They say you’re writing must be neat and
in exams you mustn’t cheat, if you do and you
get caught they take your paper and you score nought,
they send you then to see the Head and this is what
I really dread, she asks you why you tried to cheat
before your Bottom she does beat, she throws your
paper in the bin and takes her Cane long and thin,
she swishes it through the air and say’s your
Bottom you must bare. Once your Bottom you do bare
she bends you over that horrid chair, its sometimes
twelve or twenty four and its double if you’ve
been before. The Head is lethal with that Cane and
really causes dreadful pain, your Bottom is covered
in Red Hot stripes while tears from your eyes you
try to wipe.
Back to class with a note
that the Head she as wrote, it says this boy has
had the Cane and he must do his work again, if
he’s slow or seems to slack take down his
trousers and his Bottom smack, if in his essay
he does misspell stand him in the corner till the
lunch time bell.
They send us in the yard
to play even on a rainy day, we play games usually
ball till back to class the teachers us they call.
I broke a window with the ball and had to stand
outside the hall, I think I’d rather be in
the rain than standing there awaiting pain, the
Head was not very pleased and said you’re
going across my knee, she phoned my Aunty to tell
the tale and Aunty said my Bottom she’d whale,
now going home’s not what I dread most, it’s
the letter the letter that the Head’s sending
in the post.
After lunch Mz Van’d’Yer
takes us for PE and she doesn’t much like
me, she say’s I’m lazy and I’m
rude and she isn’t in the mood, I don’t
like climbing up the wall because I’m scared
I’ll fall, I don’t like running on
the spot cos it makes me really hot but Mz says
run or she’ll Slipper my idle bot, I answered
back that I didn’t care and Mz said “stand
over there while I get a chair”, now Mz was
sitting with a frown while taking my PE shorts
down, she took off her Slipper with a grin and
said “right boy now we’ll begin”,
she took me bare across her knee and all the class
they could see, that Slipper rose and then it fell
she Spanked me till they rang the bell, now Mz
said boy go and get a shower and don’t take
half an hour, in the shower my Bottom burning and
my stomach churning I got an idea, I told Mz I
wasn’t well but she said a rat I smell, now
how can this get any worse Mz sent me off too see
the nurse, she took my temperature and felt my
head and said nothing wrong just a Bottom Red,
she sent me back to my class it was sums and I
can’t add and this really made the teacher
mad, she said I’m giving you some sums to
do tonight and you’ll be sorry if they’re
not right.
Now walking home with my
Bottom Sore with sums and the note I got before,
I’m feeling very scared because Aunty said
any trouble and my Bottom would be bared, I won’t
get any supper just a Spanking then early off to
bed me in tears and my Bottom Red.
I don’t like skool,
I don’t like teachers they’re always
taking down my breeches!!!!!!!!!
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