poem for my 10th grade class by Emily G Myersthe boys dress in drag
the girls sniff Altoid powder
they write songs about
birds flying North for winter
and Florescent Fishtanks
have 'inappropriate' conversations
they raise billygoats
and have big-time-chats
some discuss metaphysics
and steal one another's shoes
say some racy things in Spanish class
but get away with it
(because the Spanish teacher doesn't get it)
the boys accidentally
draw Hitler mustaches above their lips
the girls play some games
that we'd never usually
and they all love each other
but only on Tuesdays
01/09/2000 Posted on 10/26/2004 Copyright © 2025 Emily G Myers
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