Bribes

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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I sent my son to college As I did like the scribes, All that he needed was his intelligence And I didn't have to pay any bribes. My son went to school to learn Then to graduate with a degree, Then he went on to higher learning To earn himself a PHD. I paid for his books and his classes As any good parent would proudly do, But, to pay brides for him to be accepted That I have no care for, or a clue. Some students will get a scholarship So, I give them all a proud slap on their back, In sports they have trained and learned Determination and honor they do not lack. But, for the students who have not trained Or have not read or opened a single book, Whose parents are paying schooling bribes You are all, but a crook. You are stealing from future students And also taking from their future breakthroughs, You are stealing from the true athletics Your children could never walk, or run in their shoes. We send our children off to colleges To learn and to experience as Plato describes, We send them with love, support and honor But, never with lies or bribes. Randy L. McClave

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