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Sep 2018
Maybe, sometime soon

They'll teach Tragedy in schools

Where our children go.

It'll bore them silly.

"Why, that happens every day!"

Heads on desks, they'll nap.

The teacher will sigh

Shaking her worry-filled head

She'll cry, "class dismissed!"

Students will file out

Skipping, chattering joyfully.

Teach heads home to drink.

They all look both ways

Caution sleeping within them.

Anything could happen.
Another linked poem. Not sure I'm proud of it.
Written by
Madison  F
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