Bunking off

There’s ambling to the far end
of the playing field
and wriggling under
the years-wrenched wire.

There’s the brazen
30-miles-an-hour pillion-ride
past the prefects
and through the gates
hugging a pliant sixth-former.

There’s throwing your bag
over the fence,
throwing yourself after it
and running.

And a thousand other ways
to break for freedom.

Yours?

11-12-13 - very satisfying and 89 years until the next run like this.