It’s always funny to stand back and see
The many strange kinds of personality
That grace our playground at morning tea.
We sit down at recess Ray and I
Laugh our heads off at troll’s always-closed eye
And point at the randoms walking by.
Faz struts around with his shiny shoes
Geo says “CBF” and goes to have a snooze
Isaac gets full marks again: it’s not uncommon news.
And look there’s Popa thrusting his stuff
He feels the need to try and look buff
But cause he acts gay he never appears tough.
There’s also Yutaro banging his head
Though Benco or Nuno may be doing it instead
They are playing with an invisible guitar thread.
Then we hear some “fuck” and a little “shit”
“Wei you bastard! You’ll never get hit”
One of those black guys is pissed off a bit.
Oh no here comes Josh cause the chick isn’t fat
“Yo motherfuckers I’d tap it like that”
“What are you kidding this bitch is chat!”
Of course what follows fills me with glee
“Hey you don’t wanna fuck with me”
To which Lemar replies “Oh yeah Kodsi!”
Then there comes a nice little bash
“Boganing” we call it and it’s a real smash
Chests are extended and two bodies mash.
But attention is stolen and drawn to a shape
It appears to be Faz suffering Nuno rape
Muscles are squeezed while wenises drape.
Oh no, the fun’s over, I think I hear the bell
The divine influence that puts an end to this hell
It takes me to maths, to learn about cricket being parallel.
But before I leave I look back and see
That there are many weird kinds of personality
And they regularly grace our playground at morning tea.
Alex Herlihy – 2008