Analysis of Rhyme Time

The smell of the nursery hadn't changed in
36 years.
Kids ran in and out hanging bags on metal cills.
Children lined up ready for assembly
All but a few with butterflies in their belly's
Teachers shouted to maintain control
You don't need your playdoe to stop your tears flow.
Others gave hugs or pushed like skittles,
Bouncing along until the bell finished.
Parents gave way to picking them up while
children dropped paintings and lollypops.