Learning’s then a muffled drum
On a dead march down an unlit Mental street.
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Or it’s a strident glitzy band
That strikes up, praising
The dazzling casinos,
The glitzy distractive entertainment
The glammed-up
Lerv, lerv, lerv
Why go to school at all?
Why the groaning preparation
For hated, mismatched jobs
That sap life from life,
And bring no joy?
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