Just a Dream

Fri, 08/21/2015 - 23:56 -- DillonS

The Stooge of a teacher grabs the ruler.

He's walking towards you as you sit helplessly at your desk

Just prior to him providing you with a massive strike,

 

You wake up screaming,

You had it again.

You calmly collect yourself and wipe off the sweat.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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