You sent a book
Embossed in blue
How long it took
For us to renew
We built it so well
Around us safe
We couldn’t tell
We couldn’t wait
Fighting in the hallways
Classrooms on the march
Learning is a past time
Working collars starched
Windows are sealed
From the cold air and rain
Our hearts are concealed
The book is blue stained
It’s a river of knowledge
If you’re careful you can see
The walls aren’t so solid
If your minds are free
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