For some reason I have been temporarily blessed with the ability to write lyrics. Not necessarily great lyrics, but a concrete improvement on the blank page I’m normally left with.

This is another one for “Grammar Schools For All”. Astute readers may sense a theme emerging…

PROBLEM CHILD

Houston,

We have a problem,

We have a problem child,

We have a problem, child.

What do

you do every morning?

What do you live for now?

What do you live for now?

Autumn will soon be over

and you’ll still be a problem child.

half-term will soon be over

and you’ll still have a problem, child.

Why do

you cry when they tell you

that you have to go to school,

when you have to go to school?

What is

that bruise on your shoulder?

You need to be older, child.

You need to be an older child.

Winter will soon be on us

and you’ll still be a problem child.

Winter is now upon us

and you still have a problem, child.