It's school run time and the skies look grey
Could rain any minute, it's been sunny all day
Standing in the playground waiting for the bell
The doors fling open to screaming shouting hell
The wind is here now, all letters in a muddle
Muddy shoes and wet legs from splashing in the puddle
Kids telling parents all about their day
Who's done this and who's done that and what the teachers say
Nice for a bit of peace, or so the parents say
But its nice to have em back at the end of the day
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