Sixth grade teacher got the young ones role-playing,
Can’t recall the catalyst but she encouraged students to unleash inner thespians,
Bullying and friendship the topic, up to groups of students how they’ll interpret it,
Never would have thought that it’d lead to one fool’s unravelling,
Wish I could say that this was all fictional, sadly it was very much factual,
One small group playing out a scenario where school bullies troll the new kid with immaturity and gusto,
Script called for the victim to be a foreigner, yeah these boys are dousing a burning blaze with lighter fluid,
But 12-year old minds are prone to risk taking of the silly and comical kind,
The subject of this tale goes the extra mile, using a prop to emphasise his character,
A jar, of all things, the meaning behind it to be revealed a little later,
Borrowed a marker from the teacher, colored red for some reason,
Little detail seemed innocuous but then became shockingly apparent,
Smudged a dot on his forehead, like some sort of struggle bindi,
Confirmed to his cast mates that the jar was supposed to be full of curry,
Put on a fake accent too for good measure, talk about going all in,
The shock on his cast mates’ faces priceless, way to sign his own death warrant,
An outsider from their group within earshot played the snitch, alerted the teacher when they caught a whiff,
Teacher onto that poor fool in an instant, the class falling into awkward and nervous silence,
Dude found himself eviscerated, deservedly, the pre-teen bluster drained from his face,
Could barely look teacher in the eye, hoping that the ground would open up and swallow him alive,
No sympathy for this dumb kid or anyone like him, newsflash, Junior, what you thought was comedy was actually racism,
Cut the excuses, you’re one year shy of teens, you’re old enough to know better,
Your parents should’ve raised you better rather than leaving it all up to the teachers,
Copped a public dressing down in front of your peers, now they’re shaking their heads at you while you stand on the verge of tears,
Slap yourself Kid, that’s what you get, maybe there’ll be hope for you yet,
But for now you need to face facts, the so-called golden goose laid a rotten egg,
No Oscars for you, Kiddo, tried to get ‘em laughing but found yourself cancelled instead,
You played yourself.