Not that we thought it up, but this was known by most of my third grade class.
Reminds me of “Deck the halls with gasoline.”
Times have changed a bit. This is the version I knew at that age, back when the dinosaurs still roams the earth.
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
We have tortured all the teachers and we’ve broken every rule
We are now headed down the hall to hang the pricipal
??? is marching on (don’t remember that)
Glory glory hallelujah
Teacher hit me with a ruler
I hit her on the bean with a rotten tangerine
And the juice came squirting out.
Upon reflection, that 1st verse sounds like the French Revolution. Hmm.