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In Our Class

In our class

We were all, classmates,
Each one was officer,
Except me, a cadet.

Saw Bill as best friend,
Came from Minnesota.

In those days, the purchase
Was only by cash, cheque.

So, on one Friday,
William raised his hand,
And asked for permission.

Expected Fiancé,
Precious, girlfriend,
To be his honored guest.

Lucy, if I am right,
Would arrive late that day.

The banks would be closed,
After four and weekend.

And teacher rejected.

Bill asked and insisted,
By paying due respect,
To classmates, teacher.

And teacher rejected.

I stood, went to him,
Spoke loudly, asked him:
"How much is that you need? "

Said: "About two hundred, "
Had money on me so,
Slammed it on the desk:
"Never ask such people,
Such people are worthless! "

With classmates' whispers
Our class was cancelled,
They called me "Crazy…"

Crazy, is the word,
That I like most of all,
When given to rebels,
That dare to question laws.

I did not believe banks,
And dislike standards,
That limit us with ties,
Like carvings on a rock.

The whispers sprawled,
As if the talk was shout,
Teacher lost control,
And told us to go home.

Many years are gone by,
And the life has parted us,
But I wish Bill, Lucy,
The best, lovely, living,
And healthy family…

If I know USA,
From depths to surface,
Is thanks to classmates,
And newer friends,
Who, like Bill, and Grey,
Were great, generous.

Hear me the Yankees,
Hear me clear:
"I love you, your people,
But hate your government,
And greyhound soldiers,
That fight as robots do,
Heartless and brainless,
We, all, are human,
Think to give, not always,
Live crow-like, to take! "
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