(from something I posted at the Mudcat Café)

My favorite JB's Body text, though, which these days looks not merely Politically Incorrect but potentially sufficient cause to call the cops and have me escorted off the school grounds — though when I was a kid it was fun to sing and not dangerous in the least, nor did it reflect any actual desire to act violently — is:

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school,
We have tortured all the teachers, we have broken ev'ry rule;
We're marching down the hall to hang the principal,
Us kids are marching on!
Glory, glory, what's it to ya?
Teacher hit me with a ruler,
I knocked her to the floor with my loaded .44,
And that teacher don't teach no more!

Scary stuff, eh? O tempora, O mores!

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