School Boys They stroll around school, Thinking they're cool, Knowing they're either a tool, Or an idiot of a fool. They mess about in class, Thinking they're all badass, When asked a question, they pass, Thinking it will impress their lass. They mock those who are smart, Know a lot more than how to fart, Those who have got a heart, Instead of those who are tarts. But soon they will find out, How they should have learnt instead of shout, How they should have shut their mouths, Not making rude gestures down south, When they're working in KFC, And they're serving me, The gal they mocked and didn't see, Will be free and will be, Me.