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“The best days of your life” they say?
Don’t make me fucking laff!
I couldn’t go an afternoon
Without some sort of Gaffe

A nerd without intelligence
Unpopular and weird
‘Befriended’ by the form tutor
With teen-spunk in his beard…

The girls would not come near me
‘cos I was strange and fat
I made up for my shortcomings
By acting like a twat

“You won’t amount to anything!”
The teachers yelled my way
And everything I tried to do
The class dismissed as ‘gay’

I even went and joined a band
To ‘get down with the kids’
Our gigs were always heaving
With the drunken teenage flids

But nobody could understand
The problems that I faced
And nobody would give a shit
If talent went to waste

I still may not be popular
A million miles from ‘Cool’
But my job pays well, and life is good
So FUCK YOU, ASHLAWN SCHOOL!
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Wed 4 Feb 2009, 12:15, 1 reply)

Bravo!

(TheWonderfulWombat It came to me in a dream., Thu 5 Feb 2009, 20:54, closed)