Poetree of the shitty variety

So, I wrote myself a poem.

It's not very good, I am not particularly pleased with it but the author's perception of his or her work is always going to be skewed because, well, they're the author. So I thought that perhaps I might post it here.

Constructive criticism, ad hominem attacks on my political views, questioning of my sexuality, simple, basic insults all welcome.

Better

Six pairs of feet clack down the street
Heads thrown back in slackjawed laughter
Skirts reach down to touch their feet
While flicked blonde hair whipped by the wind
Tugs at an emptiness within

Their conversation proves no more
Than the presence of larynges
A stream of statements that ignore
the contents of the previous one,
The odd insult thrown in for fun.

 They'll get their grades, they'll do quite well
or well enough to justify
The price at which the teachers sell
An item they call education
To three percent of an equal nation

And in this British Institution
Of money swapped for a child's success
They'll be no change, no revolution
Because, you see, we just accept
That money stays where money lies
And while the poor can reach the skies
The Rich start off a mile above
And we all know down to the letter
A public school child is simply better.

i like the rhythm in the first stanza, first and third lines mirror well and reflect the "six pairs of feet".

this is just a statement about my personal tastes but don't be cynical if you're not going to be humorous, it makes it seem as though you're targeting angry teenagers.

i want to re write the last stanza, and your point about humour strikes a chord with me. will re do some of the lines i fucked up the rhythm in, and try and add a more lighthearted and funny tone to the earleir stanzas. thank!

>>1 tl;dr

>>1 yeah, like give us a summary or something

This reads like Mary Poppins.