Every day, grades shall be given
but how, but why?
Every day output shall be proofen
For what? For whom?
school, we name a row of scores
waiting to classify one’s place
the lazy and those less of force
to sort them out in lightning pace
and those who always cry,
and those who laugh too easy
and those who get too angry
and those who are too sleazy
sort them out
sort them out
Formost those, who won’t sit still
and specially, who’s always ill
and also those, who never hear
and anyone who is in fear
sort them out!
We see, however cruel
This system lives to rule
Nothing other than that
but yet…
Isn’t the purpose of school
to hand one a tool?
to make one less a fool?
enabling to be cool?
For sure you see
that in family
lays all about and verily
a great responsability
for behaving so annoyingly
For grades who cares
let chairs be chairs
and fokus on the quest
to make their life the best:
School shall be the chucklig cake
for every pimply teenage’s sake