School shorts: 2 poems

Teachers stir
when dark uniforms
erupt from playground corners
and converge with telepathic haste
to witness the thrilling sight:
FIGHT!

………………………………………………..

Total scrum
as the first bus approached.
No health and safety back then.
Prefects waited for the second bus.
Teachers kept away
while we wrought carnage.

Barbara Lawton

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