THE RIGHTEOUS STATE OF
In the righteous state of
Where all school boards share one brain
They passed a resolution, so to speak.
From now on a lad or lass
Who might pass a little gas
Is suspended from all classes for a week.
This is hard on many teens
Who enjoy a bowl of beans;
They turn blue while holding in the end result.
Poor bloated kindergartners
Unaware that they are partners
In a crime that causes nothing but tumult!
Now what about the teachers –
Are they such empty creatures
That have never broken wind inside the room?
They are simply more discrete
About what and how they eat –
But I bet they still have pulled a sonic boom!
In the righteous state of
Where the school boards still retain
A sense of self-importance quite immense
They will next forbid the burp
And the surreptitious slurp
From a bowl of soup except in self-defense.
And the picking of a nose
Or the clicking of some toes
Will be grounds for prompt dismissal, no appeal.
Halitosis will be stopped
And all sweat severely mopped
Until kids in crystal purity congeal.
Smelling of sweet peppermint,
Without belly button lint,
The kids of
For the glory of the state
They no longer defecate
And their food each bite a dozen times will chew!
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