Post by Harry Barry on Mar 7, 2007 1:16:38 GMT
I think Oscar Wilde sums it up best:
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
This is my sword! The aim though is not to kill but, hopefully, cull. The object of the satire is a great school, a truly great one that's being run into the ground by a bunch of ne'er do wells and sheisters.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
This is my sword! The aim though is not to kill but, hopefully, cull. The object of the satire is a great school, a truly great one that's being run into the ground by a bunch of ne'er do wells and sheisters.