O the educational Gestapo
Don't want us to think freely for ourselves.
For we must conform to the status quo.
These servants of arbitary power
Are not concerned with creative flowers.
They're icy cold and abominable.
They promote paperwork and the prosaic,
Whilst denouncing the profound poetry
Of the soul. They are the state's dark actors,
And they'll use all means at their disposal.
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