About Poetry...

Poetry is the main task,
Simple, not much of an ask,
When the students find out,
They'll stand up and shout,
And beat up the teacher in class.

Out in the schoolyard you see,
Rebels scheming under a tree,
They think of a plan
'I've got it!' says Dan,
They've found out their plan to go free.

'How will this be of use?'
'This subject is just an excuse!'
'Metaphors down,'
'Up with the nouns!'
The teachers are calling a truce.

As this battle comes to an end,
The students have to defend,
Their haven they've made,
From the poetry raid,
For themselves, they'll have to fend.

Sitting out with a view of the coast,
Previous poets refraining from boast,
With you we stood,
Poems are no good,
To direct speech, let us take a toast!