A Little Opus (Little Comets)

You feel the weight of imposition Bear heavy on your own decision Fate to face They multiply The crush of language and the cedent schoolties The subtle angels of tradition Eton for portent St. Paul's for context Oxbridge for vision No need to make this popular One man for progress One man for past tense One man for vision No need to make this popluar With your school cap Blowing in the breeze It's about time That we made education Not a funel but a wide line Youth to neet As gove to tact 1 million faces That are staring straight past This mix of ignorance and Fission Eton for portent St. Paul's for context Oxbridge for vision No need to make this popular One man for progress One man for past tense One man for vision No need to make this popular I'd rather starve Than become a member Of your old boys club Sooner Depart Than see the ascension of the bullingoon Because I want to make a breakthrough A tired addendum To working hard