some kind of school
A new book of Shel Silverstein's poems are being published posthumously . Here is one gem. I heart Shel Silverstein! Happy Monday. "Nasty School" Oh have you heard of nasty school? They teach nasty things and they have nasty rules. They only take nasties and rowdies and fools, So come, let’s take a walk through nasty school. You get to nasty school through a secret gate. The first rule is you must be late. Your hands and face must be all caked with dirt. There must be lots of grease and gravy spots upon your shirt. In class, instead of listening, you just talk, And make those awful squeaks upon the blackboard with your chalk. You must make sure your shoes are wet and muddy, And as for homework, you must guarantee you haven’t studied. You must put gum on everybody’s seat, And when there is a test you have to promise that you’ll cheat. Instead of teachers teaching you to make things, The bad schoolteachers teach you how to break things: They teach you how ...