First Day at School - by Roger McGough -

A millionbillionwillion miles from home
waiting /�� wait �for the bell to go. (To go where�/� were ?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they/ � they're

Must have been� borned�/�� �born in uniform
Lived all their lives in playgrounds
Spent the years inventing games
That don't let me in. Games
That are rough, that swallow � you/ � your��up.

And the railings.
All around, the railings.
Are they to keep out wolves and monsters?
� Thinks�/ �Things�� that carry off and eat children?
Things you don't take sweets from?
Perhaps they're to stop us getting out
Running away from the lessins. Lessin.
What does a lessin look like?
Sounds small and slimy.
They keep them in the glassrooms /� classrooms .
Whole rooms made out of glass. Imagine.

I wish I��can�/� � could�remember my name
Mummy said it would come in useful.
Like wellies. When there's puddles.
Yellowwellies. I wish she was here.
I���thank�/� �� think�my name is sewn on somewhere
Perhaps the teacher will read it for me.
Tea-cher. The one who makes the tea.

Roger McGough