The Day Without Pay

It’s the last day of school
For Twenty-Thirteen
And on Friday most of us
Will not be seen

We’re all staying home
For tomorrow’s “PD”
But that day’s coming out of
Our wallets, you see.

This isn’t a strike
It’s not a real a choice
We’re forced to stay home
And they’ve trampled our voice.

We’d rather be working
‘Cause all of us care
We’d rather be working
But we just can’t be there.

Our “holiday’s” early
At tremendous cost
The learning that we should enjoy
Will be lost.