Lars The man
Click here to add this poet to your My Favorite Poets.
Comments about Lars The man
Monday Morning Blues
It was those Monday mornings that Mr.Walltman did dread,
As soon as his feet would leave contact with his bed,
He would put on his suit and get ready for school,
When he arrives he would witness the kids attempting to be cool,
With their collars up and hair gelled,
Into class they would be yelled,
When the kids waltz in they would scream and shout,
The goody goody would then scream 'ah here leave it out',
But then the kid would be abused physically,
He'd then keep repeating 'names will never hurt me'
It was all too much for Walltman himself,
It was ...