I don’t like school they make you do things you can’t,

I wonder why they don’t let you do just what you want,

Still, It will be playtime soon and I will go out to play,

I’ve not spoken for hours I’ve got so much to say,

The sun is out and it’s nice and hot,

Billy’s pockets are full I wonder with what?

Maybe it’s sweets or he’s got a new toy,

When we go out I’ll be nice to that boy,

All of a sudden there is a great big sneeze,

It’s Billy he must have caught some disease,

His hand is moving towards his pockets, I’ll see where it goes,

There is only a hanky to blow his nose.