"Arranged!"

This is from the school diary, a poem I wrote in an off-period...

The text...

"It is a lovely thin',

The way you mean,

But 'tis better - 

If not for a fetter

That binds you & me

That people call - he & she,

And those men come

To 'pply the last of gum,

That doesn't dry

But keeps on drippin'

But doesn't pry

For they're used to stickin' - 

Some other time, the spirit lives

Some other time, it leaves -

But the gum isn't gone

Nor banned it is,

For all keep it on -

None wants to miss,

And it persists

Heads in the mists

Strike it hard,

Push it hard,

'twould remain -

Neither compulsory,

         Nor optional..."