Oh dear God, we are back here again

on a Monday morning, the routine the same

put that fag out, get ready for gym

who’s kissing who, the chances of an A received so slim.

Dear God, the pupil’s friend

to whom unbreakable excuses you do send,

give us this day our daily bread

and let not the science teacher ruin our hard fought street cred,

let not our own personal bully, be it fellow pupil of sadistic teacher

see us today, let them not use us as a bottom feeding creature.