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Dec 2012
You have somewhere to go
Why are you walking so slow?
Everyone is behind you, you're crowding the way.
If I yell at you, you won't like what I say.
The crowd is getting madder by the second.
Saying things that are threatening.
Please get out of the way.
Can you hear what I'm trying to say?
Thanks for making me late to class,
And the next time I see you I'm going to kick your ***.
A short poem I wrote after a teacher got upset that I was late to class.
Juno Overstreet
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Juno Overstreet  Brooklyn
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