Lawrence S. Pertillar
Do Not Threaten Them - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
I can not teach these children anymore.
They are like animals.
Whatever you do,
DO NOT threaten them.
Let's go to the teacher's lounge.
I've got mints and a bottle of scotch.'
I don't drink.
Use 'crack' or smoke weed.
'And you 'think' you will survive,
Teaching these kids?
What is it.
Your business card?
The telephone number,
Of my psychiatrist.
Make a decision to choose,
Which one is more effective...
Than having negative publicity.
And sitting in a prison defending your sanity.
Or letting a group of dysfunctional kids,
Supported by their disrespecting parents.'
Do I chew the mints,
Before or after I drink the scotch.
Stay away from vodka and orange juice.
I tried that when I first started,
And passed out.
That's the only time the kids were quiet.
It frightened me.'
'When I awakened in the hospital,
They all showed up smiling.
As if they could not wait,
To get me back into the classroom.
I knew 'then'...
It was time to change my brand of liquor.'
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