First Day at School - by Roger McGough -

A millionbillionwillion miles from home
waiting /   wait  for the bell to go. (To go where /  were ?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they/   they're

Must have been  borned /    born in uniform
Lived all their lives in playgrounds
Spent the years inventing games
That don't let me in. Games
That are rough, that swallow   you/   your  up.

And the railings.
All around, the railings.
Are they to keep out wolves and monsters?
  Thinks /  Things   that carry off and eat children?
Things you don't take sweets from?
Perhaps they're to stop us getting out
Running away from the lessins. Lessin.
What does a lessin look like?
Sounds small and slimy.
They keep them in the glassrooms /  classrooms .
Whole rooms made out of glass. Imagine.

I wish I  can /    could remember my name
Mummy said it would come in useful.
Like wellies. When there's puddles.
Yellowwellies. I wish she was here.
I   thank /     think my name is sewn on somewhere
Perhaps the teacher will read it for me.
Tea-cher. The one who makes the tea.

Roger McGough