School Poem by Blood Rose

You do your time,
You do your work,
And you get your high school diploma.

You study,
You go to class and learn,
And you get your collage certificates, and diplomas.

You get Straight A's,
You do all your paperwork.
And people actually consider you for a job.

You pay all your dues in life,
And you get a good life.

You flunk and you skip all school,
You'll find yourself working at low paying jobs.