I Schulsyste
Our school system is often criticized, and rightly so. A few things should be changed. For that you would have to take money (and reason) in hand, but that is a shame for our politicians. We don't want to attack our SHORT workers now, but our somewhat special school system. That is why we have composed a few sonnets on our “favorite subjects”.
* Irony on *
The greatest irony:
What do we have a phobia of?
Do you need proof?
My sheet mostly stays white.
It has to do with anatomy.
That's all irony.
Sweat runs down before the delivery,
because nobody knows anything.
The problem is also called biology.
Cooperation doesn't count anymore.
None of us like that very much.
The bad grade you get then.
In the afternoon I sit at home
I'm so poor, don't know my way
It's all completely free.
Quantum physics is not:
Destroy the future generation
with their plastic bags, they are too much.
Lives with her children in the motorhome,
isolates itself from civilization.
We are dissatisfied with your communication.
The Oide is borderline dumb
their lives and their lessons are completely unstable.
Meditation doesn't help either.
Your enmity against men
Does not pass with time.
The whole thing is camouflaged as feminism.
We are lumped together
we have to listen to their opinions.
Your only friend is Francis.
Art history is overrated:
So we did less paint
rather read more like theory.
We left our paintings to rot in the box.
The teacher thought she was a preacher too.
The material was actually less necessary
we were chased away with a broom.
We were well-read about art history.
At some point we said "No, digga!"
One week of drawing
then we could actually sneak right away.
No one is surprised when we throw ourselves out the window.
We had two presentations during the semester,
we couldn't relax on New Years Eve.
In relative terms, we could give a shit about it.
Quantum physics unfortunately:
Lessons per week as many as math.
Nobody really understands that.
Rainer won't answer your questions.
That can also leave the deed, hey!
Your skin isn't really smooth anymore either,
the hair is already grayer and finer.
Only one person ever gets the attention
who else might that be a latte.
I would also like to have your attention
so that I am the importance.
Then maybe I would give something.
We should talk loudly at the employee tricks,
but you never hear her voice tremble.
And after all that I ask myself: why do I need this in later life?
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