My Teacher, Today After School - Poem by James McLain
today my teacher she ask me to come up front.
after the others had left come and see.
receiving only cee's i did.
my skirt from the year before.
when my parents were
not as they red currently are.
bee's maybe, exchanged for an a.
fat subtle and strangled it is thick.
and so long was the finger that, shaking i.
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