School, each morning -
this morning - the same
cluster of buggies outside
the classroom, sharp-faced
boys who have watched
Star Wars going in, some girls
buoyed up by something
hidden inside. Coats,
lunchboxes and blue book-bags;
the reading words laid out
in a neat grid:
me what why mum
this their my house
book coat lunch box
look see long time
This is the house of
learning. Inside
a master sits. Her
name is Mrs Collins.
Goodbye, have a good day.
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