I could not wait to get out of school.
Didn’t care if I was a scholar or a fool.
Life can definitely some mind games play.
I applied to be a substitute teacher today.
What if I get a kid that reminds me of me?
Will I be able to inspire him/her above a C?
At least these times are much more kind.
I won’t be breaking paddles over his/her behind.
My school never thought at much I’d rate.
I only made my teachers and principal irate.
They want to sweep me out like trash with a broom.
Soon I may stand as a teacher in a classroom.
Forty years after I left town with great glee
What would they think if now they could see
The kid they wanted to see in reform school
Standing as a teacher and back in school?