Horny School Musical Poem by Ramona Thompson

Horny School Musical



Don't tell me
I'm overreacting
Don't ignore
What all too often we're all seeing
Teachers far too young
Teachers teaching lessons far too too tempting
Reachin' out in all the wrong ways
Poisoning our younger generations
Seducing them bitterly
Trapped forever more
In the haunting memory of a youth gone wrong


See it everyday
In the news
On my tv screen
In their eyes
All around me
There I see a burning yearning
To do some unmistakable sinning
Too sexy
Too damn frisky
Men and women alike
Got our kids learning
Learning lessons too carnal for their own good


Worse than any pretty popular cheerleader or hot jock
With hormones raging out of control
You would think that they be able at their age to control them
Instead we find them offering passing grades
In exchange for favors a most uncalled naughty nature
God how it makes me sick
God how I just wanna
Smash their creepy little pedophile faces
Into brick walls
Gagging as they sway their way
To the chalkboard
Predator eyes eagerly scanning the classroom
For the next unnatual teacher's pet


What to do
Where to turn
How the hell to stop them
Will we ever discover?
Will we ever understand?
You just can't place that kind
That kind of forbidden fruit
In the paths of our children
So innocent and dear
Trusting
Too damn trusting
Believing in the lies
Told all too often by those
Those who should be the very last to lead them astray


Mad now and I'm only getting madder
Griting and grinding my teeth
Clenching my fists
In a parent's most outraged rage
Jaw dropping
As yet again the local school hires another
Overeager
Oversexed look a like of Ms. Britney Spears
Turns my insides out
Screamin' that soon we'll be home schooling each and every last one of our kids
If this monster doesn't stop growing out of control
Hate to say it
But that just might be the only way
The only way to stop them
From the murder of a innocent child's youth
Lost forever more
In a twisted horny school musical game of a evil molestor's desire


2007 Ramona Thompson

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gregory Collins 22 August 2007

have to say i like your style, or maybe it is just you deaming with your eyes closed, nice right

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