A Tuler A Day Keeps The Passes Away

School boy humour, enough said.

‘Twas a cold and stiff day
And all that goes to say
That no matter what you do
You'll always be in the poo

You arrive at school feeling gay
Then you had graphics
And got 1000 lines straight away

You've laboured thru the hours
And eaten many flowers
No you're not going mad
‘Cause your balls are feeling glad

You arrive late for class
And it was due to a one eyed ass
Yes his name is Dennis Tuler
The man with the size ten ruler

With one ball on the floor
And the other up his ass's
Yes his eyesight is poor
But he still reads "Arts & Farces"

He shouts "Pull down your pants"
And you do a merry dance
And if you pay 1000 smackers
He'll shoot off both your knackers

We turn up late for "Pommo"
And he blames it on poor old Thommo
And says everybody's late
But then we set him straight
Old Tulers cheesed us off
‘Cause he's a right old toff

They turn up late for Coreless
He raised his fist to floor us
But "Oh" we all complain
"'Twas that big fat pain"

He picks on poor moon Uric
"Cause he said "Gee you're a prick"
Old Tuler gives a shout
And then he throws him out

We go complain to Rawat
But she doesn't seem to hear it
So we shoved it in her ear
But she still refused to hear

We dance about like louts
But he won't kick you out
Until you drop a fart
And tell him that it's art

Then "Whiskers" stroll along
And smells an awful pong
He throws up on his vest
And on the "Jacko" chest

You've heard of nosey ‘Teve
He was about to leave
When he said "Go suck a teste
I'm not studying for your testy"

There was a runt named Andy
They all thought he was randy
He stole the graphics paper
And half an hour later
Tuler hopped into the brandy

There's this little Irish kid
And he's always making bids
To get kids into trouble
Instead he receives double

Now this is a sad affair
They say it's just not fair
But you'll be told by some
"Neither is Chocco's bum"