Do the dons do it any different then:
When they strike?
Do they learn from the boys
And are they any grown up with the protestant toys?
The one day token strike:
They hung up a banner close to mid day
And there it stood like a great hood
And people came endlessly to Weragoda. Watched you
Brings out the fire in you,
The subconscious child:
What with marking papers and time
Has been bottled down deep into your wild.