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| The Lesson: Chaos ruled OK in the classroom as bravely the teacher walked in the hooligans ignored him his voice was lost in the din 'The theme for today is violence and homework will be set I'm going to teach you a lesson one that you'll never forget' He picked on a boy who was shouting and throttled him then and there then garrotted a girl behind him (the one with grotty hair) Then sword in hand he hacked his way between the chattering rows 'First come, first served' he declared 'finger, feet, or toes' He threw the sword at a latecomer it struck with deadly aim then pulling out a shotgun he continued with his game The first blast cleared the back row (where those who skive hang out) they collapsed like rubber dinghies when the plug's pulled out 'Please may I leave the room sir?' A trembling vandal enquired 'Of course you may' said teacher put the gun to his temple and fired The Head popped a head round the doorway to see why a din was being made nodded understandingly then tossed in a hand grenade And when the ammo was well spent with blood on every chair Silence shuffled forward with its hands up in the air The teacher surveyed the carnage the dying and the dead He waggled a finger severely 'let that be a lesson' he said |
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