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Nov 2017
I sneezed in class and the whole class looked at me.
Achoo was the anthem that people could not just let be.
They looked at me as if I had offended their lineage
I could see that my entire class wanted to cringe
To make it worse I had to let off a small cough.
Cah-Cah was the sound my mouth let all off.
Afterwards I stuttered in trying to explain
I wish all this noise were killed by my brain
Because these sounds were better left inside of my jaw.
I heard he-he, and ha-ha, and the dreaded whoooooop and raaaah.
I then heard the squeak squeak of my teachers shoe.
I was sure she wanted to ask me what is wrong with you.
And you shouldn’t go back to class until forever is done.
But she told me in a kind voice to get up and come
She handed me a napkin and said to use this instead.
And then asked me a question based on the assignment I read.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
(28/M)   
139
   Toriana
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