I'm Sure I'm Not Alone In Saying

I'm sure I'm not alone in saying It definitely, was a bit cringe-worthy, That sex education at school. Countless faces went pale at the facts, one girl Who asked to leave class, started crying Then, another begged and began to heave. Her eyeballs rolled white in the back of her head While the eyelids of some angels were firmly agape There-were-others who roared with laughter Insensitive arseholes—eyes closed nervous as hell. The teachers themselves lost all their Own, decorum and started internally arguing. By the time anyone gained their self-control Or got to grips with the subject The class was over, the last bell sounded And I went home nonetheless or more, the wiser. ~or~ I'm sure I'm not alone in saying It definitely, was a bit cringe-worthy, That sex education at school. Countless faces went pale at the least facts, one girl Who asked to leave class, started crying Then, another begged; stop and began to heave. Her eyeballs rolled white in the back of her head While the eyelids of some children were firmly agape A few others roared with a loud, startling laughter Insensitive arseholes—eyes then closed nervous as hell. The teachers themselves lost all their Own, decorum and started internally arguing. By the time anyone gained their self-control Or got to grips with the subject of 'No' means 'No...' The class was over, the last bell sounded And I went home nonetheless or more, the wiser Knowing it would shape my own, imminent behaviour?