Please, Sir

Come to from slumber on bed's soft tundra

Murky with mourn beside dead uniform

And I wish and I hope

And I wish and I hope

With long drag on me smoke

And I wish and I hope

That I'll stalk the corridors once more.

Please, Sir, let me return, if only for a term (how I yearn)

It's glee, Sir, with your hot breath upon me (gob gurning in a fury)

But…

I only winded that lad before he bolted

And…

I only fumbled that lass, besides, I was revolted

So for forgiveness,

With me boys as witness,

Take this chips with cheese

As an offering of peace

But…

I only winded that lad before he bolted

And…

I only fumbled that lass, besides, I was revolted

So for forgiveness,

with me boys as witness,

take this chips with cheese

as an offering of peace