Monday, January 12, 2009
FEAR
School report under my pillow
With the watch I broke yesterday
How am I going to tell him
Learn to behave like a lady
Sit, knees together, don't fidget
But the rules change every day
Speak when you are spoken to
Don’t be sullen and say nothing
I never know which one to do
Use your initiative my girl
Who asked for your opinion
Is imagination so wrong
I said hold your knife properly
And sit up to the table girl
The more I try the worse it gets
Don’t start crying like a baby
You don’t know how lucky you are
You can just get to bed my girl
Do you want the back of my hand
You need to be taught a lesson
Did you bring your school report home
Created from the title and old memories
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