Passing a School Playground

The imps are with the angels
Behind the netted wall;
The squeals of pigtailed lassies,
The thump of boot on ball.
A bookworm in a corner,
The bully on his round,
Miss Showoff in her trainers
That cost a hundred pound.
A murderer's among them,
A few who'll make it rich,
Here's fame and shame in training,
But God knows which is which.

Felix Dennis