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Well, the kids are now back at school and it's back to the traffic jams etc. Here's a little poem for you.

Twas the night before school started when all through

the town the teachers were groaning, a disturbing sound.

By 10 they were washed and tucked up in bed, where

memories of children filled them with dread.

New pencils, new folders, new registers too.

New classes, new grey hairs, their anxiety grew.

The parents just giggled when they learnt of this fright.

"You've had six weeks off, they're all yours, tough shite.

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