Break the back of brouhaha
Mince murmurs and rumours
Sing fafafa
Replenish vitreous humours.
Snap swings of moods
Burst forth and bash hurdles
Wing your way through woods
Savannas, smiles and girdles.
Bundle right angles
Rectangles, squares and parallelograms
Kites, diamonds and triangles
And illustrate intersections on Venn diagrams.
Tangle not with complexion creams
To mess up your face with plastic surgery
Or disfigure mammary rims
As you enrich a usury treasury.
Pull up your socks
Cos your continuous assessment
Stands akimbo in docks
And your promotion examination weeps in abhorrent amazement.
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