It was time to read our lines, and the tipsy one went first.
\nAnd when she was through the class gave round applause,
\nWhile I scratched my head in wonderment and confusion.
\nHer poem was all rhyme and hickory dickory dock and goo.<\/p>\n
The teacher gushed, \u201cHow profound!\u201d her eyes wide wet,
\nAs if she\u2019d seen Jesus kiss Mary right on the publican steps.
\nBut looking around me, eyes stared starry, dazed, stunned,
\nWhile I scratched my head in wonderment and confusion.<\/p>\n
Her poem was all rhyme and hickory dickory dock and goo.
\nWho could manage this? Couldn\u2019t they see it right through?
\nShe\u2019s smoking (don\u2019t know what) and mirroring us hypnotic,
\nWhile our leader bubbled frantic praise so not to miss a drop.<\/p>\n
And when she was through the class gave round applause,
\nFor she too was awesome and fearless and saying her truth.
\nBut to me, the joke was too cruel, the penalty unfit the crime.
\nUnwittingly, I wandered through the doors of alt poetry 101.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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