The School Teacher’s Lesson

They scurry to the hackneyed margins

of Her

No one can tell, except,

for the quick, haphazard

gnawing of the bottom lip,

each bucked tooth chewing and chomping

Or the jail-broken laugh,

fleeing recklessly toward the light

All done without manners

All done with stupidity

Embarrassing, exclaims the Woman

who is temporarily housing them

She goes to Her ruler,

swats their hands

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10

Bad, says the Woman

Quiet sobs pummel out every which way,

gripping Her eyes shut

And then she swallows,

rather devours Her proverbial rock

How dare they show up,

yet again.

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