Why I Hate English Class
why i hate english class
I like the words in my head
But as soon as I type them out
The black 12-pt letters mock me
Nana nana, boo boo
We don’t like you
That’s when the letters begin to move:
Darting across the page
Every direction
Bumping into each other
Transferring energy
Making an incoherent mess
I reach for a blanket
I catch them in one fell swoop,
swing the bundle over my head,
throw them in the can
That’s when the letters begin to cry:
Wailing through the metal
Very loudly
Falling on their knees
Claiming to be sorry
They didn’t mean it
Too bad!
Now I have a new thought
To take out of my head
And onto the page
And off the page again
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