Mr. Beanpole
In a plum shirt
He prances around the school
all the live long day
If he didn't have a family
You'd think, "He must be gay"
So damn tall and skinny
like a freakin' pencil
He skips like a fairy
You'd think, "He must be mental"
You know Kevin Kline
From that movie In & Out
You yell to Mr. Beanpole
"You're in the closet! Please come out!"
You sit so prim and prissy
In your tight pink leather pants
Any moment you expect him
To break into song and dance
Your wife and children love you
You must be so glad
As you giggle to yourself
You think, "He he.. you've been had"