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Mine eyes have seen the glory Of the burning of the school. We have tortured all the teachers And broken all the rules. We are marching down the aisle Now to kill the principal. Our gang is marching on. Glory, glory, hallelujah Teacher hit me with a ruler. I hit her on the bean With a rotten tangerine And there ain't no teacher anymore.
Source: Abrahams (1969), Hastings (1990)