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May 2019
DUCKLING
I am a fed up , indolent  teacher
Who was indoctrinated against his will .
The crust of bread   was  my  primarily creed.
Neither knowledge nor savoire faire was my aim.
I was appointed in a disgusting, infected shrine,
Feeding   and  upbringing  *****  swines .
They smell awful and carry filthy minds,
Wealth is unfair when it pours down irrespectively,
On slugs  ,  offensive and contagious termites.
Pride, self-esteem and dignity evaporate and melt  .
I find myself a lame duck, walking with a waddle.
Mohamed Bourhanem
Written by
Mohamed Bourhanem  59/M/N/A
(59/M/N/A)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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