Thinking Back

By The royster

Tue, 05 Nov 2013
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Thinking back on years gone by

While laying in my bed

The thought of going back to school

To lessons that I dread

 

Maths and science, History too

French oh what a bore

Algebra, Pythagoras,

Just what the hells that for

 

Would I need a set square

Ruler and compass

To leave this bloody classroom

And drive a London Bus

 

Out there in the real world

Where normal people strive

To work and earn a decent wage

And hope to stay alive

 

I’ve managed this for many years

Always paid my way

The kids have flown this comfy nest

Hip Hip Hip Hooray.

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

NIce one, Roysmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by The royster on

Thanks Tina.  Just a quickie to pass the morning away. ;-)

 

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Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Missed this one on the radar.  Amusing piece of whimsy!

Linda

Submitted by The royster on

Haha, Thanks Linda. I understand, too much jumping over sacks etc. Oh what fun!

Royx

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

 

A great poem of recollections.

Nice one Roy. yes

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Roy,

I really enjoyed reading this mainly because you have managed to rhyme this effortlessly and I know how difficult that can be but also because you have recaptured the dread of school and the wondering how it was all going to help you in a career.   I must admit Pythagoras hasn't featured much in my career though I like him well enough but dogs can be so ignorant whenever I mentioned my dear friend  Py they seemed to switch off.

 

Hope you are coping and not having too many falls,

Moya.