The breakfast club
Saturday, March 24th, 1984
Five naughty teenagers walked through the door
Of their every day life from Monday to Friday
It’s so absurd that they’re here on a Saturday.
All five so different, All five the same
As long as the princess doesn’t sit with the brain.
They are handed an essay, the must not fail
while a quiet basket case chews on her nails.
An angry Mr Verne “Dick! s’cuse me Rich”
Wants detention to go down without a hitch.
“Don’t mess with the bull or you’ll get the horns”
Verne in Johns face, with his fist raised he warns.
Each one of them has something over the other
The brain has his books while John watches his mother
Get slapped in the face as his dad asks for pie
The basket case has a constant need to lie.
Together they bond, together they fight
Learning more about each other than what’s at first sight.
They speak of the future and recall the past
as they’re watched by a clock that’s twenty minutes fast.
With only one essay to show the principle
A brain, An athelete, A basket case, A princess
and a criminal.
He’s crackin skulls so grab some wood bub
sincerely yours
The breakfast club.
-KK