When i walk into school my jumper makes me itch,
The choir sing a welcoming song but it’s not to pitch.

My teacher keeps going on its making my ears pop,
He’s been doing this for hours will he never stop?

In the dinner hall the sandwiches are wet,
And for dessert the jelly has not set.

The headteacher is the most boring that I have ever met,
This is a time I hope I will forget.

At home time I see my mum in her Mac,
No matter how much they make me I’m never going back.