Lecture Razz

Lecture Razz

In our own school,
We're so rude.
We've got no dime to pay them.
Well, many pluck the rough hem.

Their interest not bound
By their profession.
Rather, they are bound,
By their decisions.

Oceans of dilapidated lies,
That have them to their fatuousness tied.
Their wits betrothed to cumshaw,
Trading their dignity for junks.

Sell your body or no mark.
Give me a peck or turn back.

*And they want their own scholars ,
Fit in like Arizona's *

"It's  better you listen now or never.
For the assignments: former and latter.
Submit it with your new handouts,
Or you'll be graciously marked out.

*The school authority didn't approve that:
But you employed that as newly made dart.
To Pierce the success of students,
And mock their hard work and prudence*

What! He stood by his words,
Make them drink from the gourd
Of failure, those who refused,
To be of their rights confused:
Many did the razz fail,
And false reports he raised.

"They are  lackadaisical and proud.
Thus, I had to make tune failure loud"

'Cos they wouldn't pay cumshaw,
You wrought their efforts flaws.

"40k, if you want to change F to A.
Nothing k and you will ebulliently fail.
You can prove your intelligence,
And I will prove my competence"

*Eni to mo way,
Oun lo mo we. *'

Is it your fault?
Of course its not.

Baba oko mi*

If you do not loot,
How will you look good?
If you don't merge the cumshaw to regionals,
How will you take family to cinemas?

Letting wisdom go
Eating the best flows.
Creating worries,
Tilling crookery.
Ultra folly save,
Rusty conscience base.
Enmity of goal.

Rewriting fortune,
Appraising wits' doom.
Zebra in nature,
Zebra that punctures.

Our Lecture Razz,
Well-lly done sir.
  
Josh Berry
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