(from something I posted at the Mudcat Café)

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My favorite JB's Body text, though, which these days looks not merely Politically Incorrect but potentially sufficient cause to call the cops and have me escorted off the school grounds — though when I was a kid it was fun to sing and not dangerous in the least, nor did it reflect any actual desire to act violently — is:

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school,
We have tortured all the teachers, we have broken ev'ry rule;
We're marching down the hall to hang the principal,
Us kids are marching on!
Glory, glory, what's it to ya?
Teacher hit me with a ruler,
I knocked her to the floor with my loaded .44,
And that teacher don't teach no more!

Scary stuff, eh? O tempora, O mores!

Liland