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santaclaws
Joined: 05 Aug 2007 Posts: 1
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2004 1:56 am Post subject: Educkation |
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Life as a shooting gallery. Don't worry the guns don't shoot straight.
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Don H
Joined: 05 Aug 2007 Posts: 187
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 2:35 am Post subject: Re: Educkation |
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Eddie Kayted (or, Wot I lernt at Skool)
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When I was young and went to school,
WORD was God, with Golden Rule;
Reading was about Context,
Best pay up, or you'll get HEXed.
But mostly I learnt Dis and Dat,
Creative Skills, like How to Chat,
How to Guess, and How to Grow,
How to Flunk, if I Dunno.
I was told I'd got Dyslexia,
Dysmone, Dyscalc, and Dyspraxia.
For all of which I paid a fee,
Which then gave me - Dysentery.
So now that I've become Adult;
You'll assume I am a Dolt.
But don't say Nuffin, Shut your Gob!
'Cos I'm a Hitman for the Mob.
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"santaclaws" wrote in message@posting.google.com...
> Life as a shooting gallery. Don't worry the guns don't shoot straight. |
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santaclaws
Joined: 05 Aug 2007 Posts: 4
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2004 6:15 am Post subject: Re: Educkation |
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"Don H" wrote in message news:...
> Eddie Kayted (or, Wot I lernt at Skool)
> =============================
> When I was young and went to school,
The teachers that taught me weren't cool
> WORD was God, with Golden Rule;
And for woodwork we used a tool
> Reading was about Context,
And often we turned a page to find out what's next
> Best pay up, or you'll get HEXed.
It's all tax refundable, but where still perplexed
> But mostly I learnt Dis and Dat,
Things that rhymed with cat
> Creative Skills, like How to Chat,
Whilst sitting on a mat
> How to Guess, and How to Grow,
Including sitting in a row
> How to Flunk, if I Dunno.
It took a lot of head turning you know
> I was told I'd got Dyslexia,
When my tongue faltered over 'hysteria'
> Dysmone, Dyscalc, and Dyspraxia.
We took our time, over the history of malaria
> For all of which I paid a fee,
It was really government paid, the teacher was free
> Which then gave me - Dysentery.
The the cause of which was a mystery
> So now that I've become Adult;
And I decided to join a cult
> You'll assume I am a Dolt.
My suitcase started to molt
> But don't say Nuffin, Shut your Gob!
Your nothing but a blooming slob
'Cos I'm a Hitman for the Mob.
> And my name is Bob.
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Don H
Joined: 05 Aug 2007 Posts: 187
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2004 4:03 am Post subject: Re: Educkation |
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The Loner
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Wen you fink edukashns fine,
Just remember Columbine.
And if Bob means Bom on Bord,
Sam wil smite you liek a sord.
Betta if we kannot spel,
Acronims can giv us hel.
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"santaclaws" wrote in message@posting.google.com...
> "Don H" wrote in message
news:...
> > Eddie Kayted (or, Wot I lernt at Skool)
>
> > =============================
> > When I was young and went to school,
> The teachers that taught me weren't cool
> > WORD was God, with Golden Rule;
> And for woodwork we used a tool
> > Reading was about Context,
> And often we turned a page to find out what's next
> > Best pay up, or you'll get HEXed.
> It's all tax refundable, but where still perplexed
> > But mostly I learnt Dis and Dat,
> Things that rhymed with cat
> > Creative Skills, like How to Chat,
> Whilst sitting on a mat
> > How to Guess, and How to Grow,
> Including sitting in a row
> > How to Flunk, if I Dunno.
> It took a lot of head turning you know
> > I was told I'd got Dyslexia,
> When my tongue faltered over 'hysteria'
> > Dysmone, Dyscalc, and Dyspraxia.
> We took our time, over the history of malaria
> > For all of which I paid a fee,
> It was really government paid, the teacher was free
> > Which then gave me - Dysentery.
> The the cause of which was a mystery
> > So now that I've become Adult;
> And I decided to join a cult
> > You'll assume I am a Dolt.
> My suitcase started to molt
> > But don't say Nuffin, Shut your Gob!
> Your nothing but a blooming slob
> 'Cos I'm a Hitman for the Mob.
> > And my name is Bob.
> > ========================================
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