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The ringing in my ears signals
the start of the insanity.
Little bodies swarming in a sea.
Arms and legs flailing against
each other and everything in their path.
Screaming and shouting;
seething mass of humanity.
Adolescent angst abounds
causing drama above and beyond belief.
A frantic race from bell to bell,
my days fly by.
I wonder how I ended up
in a role that leaves me so abused.
Yelling, swearing, insulting;
tipping desks and throwing books.
How does this belong in a civilized society?
I have to share this photo even if it isn’t for the poem. My dog loves apples. As I was taking the picture above, I had to keep telling Mushu the apple wasn’t for him. I got two pictures taken before I lost my prop! That wouldn’t be a big deal, but I had already given him one.