The archery Class

Ther's arrows here there's arrows there
There's lots of arrows everywhere
Shooting here shooting there
People shooting everywhere

Some are misses some are hits
Some of the archers are the Pitz
Sometimes good sometimes bad
Some of it is really sad

Keep your arrows in the quiver
Keep on moving or you'll shiver
Listen now, do as you're told
And you will live to grow quite old

Any messing and you're out
You will hear the Tutor shout
So listen now and do it right
And you'll enjoy this very night

Boys and girls come out to play
Tomorrow is another day
Fire your arrows straight and true
And you will win right out the blue