I watched from a wall,
She, with her black followers
-Not pretty, not witty,
Not strong, not bold,
Just good of heart and deed.
I remeber her,
I remeber me
-Brash, callous.
I remeber her,
I remember my wrong
-Fell out, still am.
Her spirit forgave, goaded me.
I went, tear in eye.
Thank her
For making me, me,
My teacher at Marlyn County.

I was walking past it
And,
I saw her.
I had not stared so long at anyone.
But,
She was a special someone.
Ah,
Look at her eyes
-So blue.
I was transfixed,
As if stuck with glue.
Her looks,
They were as apetizing
As food to a weary traveler.
My,
She was a princess
Straight out of fairy books.
From that day,
I became her beauty’s marveler.
Everyday, I saw her in the [...]

An old prophecy,
Was it to satisfy?
Or,
Was it to make
Our imaginations fly?
Whatever the reason,
This act of treason
Was tolerated not.
For,
Very violent means
Were sought.
Can we ever forget
That eleventh day?
When,
Two twins fell
Out of sight,
Probably blinded
By a blaze of light.

Not a soul stirs,
Not a fly moves.
Over everyone,
Gloom looms.
The teacher,
A wicked cowboy
Complete with the spurs.
Copy after copy,
Cross after cross.
And,
Occassionaly deciding someone’s fate
With her infamous toss.
Satan is nothing,
Our teacher the devil.
At her hitting capacity,
One can only marvel.
Now,
She is over me.
And,
In my pants,
I can only pee.
Crosses,
And she moves on.
Before long,
She is long gone.
But,
I can’t forget
Copy-checking time.
For,
It is [...]