Stephen Martin II
I Don'T Know Anymore - Poem by Stephen Martin II
A silent stare spoke volumes
Sitting in that class room
Up at the community college
The professor spoke
and you tried to sound smart.
Her pen fell
and you hurdled a desk to pick it up.
The teacher wore green
and you helped her plant a tree.
They served turkey dinner
and you gave her your ice cream sandwich.
You cut her a construction paper evergreen
back when Christmas was allowed in school.
Neither do I. I was just saying. You know what I mean, right?
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