Schoolies on the Gold Coast
We let 'em rip!
Girls wearing their school uniform on the Gold Coast at Schoolies Week. Not quite how it was worn at school. The girls below have cut off their school shirts and turned them into makeshift midriff tops. Looks like they’ve cut their skirts shorter too, as is evidenced by the threads and uneven hemlines in both pictures.
Teams of police, both male and female, as well as paramedics are on hand, assisted by volunteers from the local community to help kids who get into trouble overdoing it.
Schoolies week is coming up and the Gold Coast’s prepping for it
The chaos that will reign down there an artist cannot draw it
When teens descend in thousands with backpacks and water bottles
The cops have spent weeks honing skills so they can handle kids quite proper
They’ve been doing sit ups, push ups, lifting weights, in serious preparation
They know that they will have to haul drunk kids down to the local station,
it’s official resignation
No good asking them their names, or who their parents are;
They’re glassy eyed and slack jawed because they’ve gone too far
But every year “the boys in blue” roll up arrayed in creaseless, ironed splendour
To keep our wayward kids safe and well, and threat them extra tender
The silly little buggers will go off their heads
Dancing, shouting, waving, short back and sides,
shaven heads, wearing dreads, long hair hanging over faces
Of those well behaved in seats at school there are not the faintest traces
Tearing up their uniforms and wearing them in tatters
This behaviour is quite normal, deemed it doesn’t matter -
Lurching, laughing, screaming, dancing, yelling, rolling, strolling,
holding each other up so they don’t fall down, stumbling into gutters,
muttering unintelligibly
What the hell did they just utter?
They celebrate the end of 12 long school years, party on and clown around,
when Schoolies Week comes round
Some are drowning all their sorrows for the marks they haven’t got
Raining inebriated tears, noses streaming snot,
Yes, Schoolies Week at our Gold Coast doesn’t hurt a lot
And Aussie adults let ‘em rip, we couldn’t care one jot.
© 3rd November, 2024. All rights by all media reserved. Not to be reproduced, in whole or in part, without the written permission of the author, Comedic Singer/Poet, Political Satirist, Forensic Numerological/Mathematical Criminal Profiler/Analyst, Freelance Journalist, Pamela Lillian Valemont.