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Boy Pulled Out of Classes

The best part of leaving is Ms. Thoman smokes
and I see her as I walk to the office.
The worst part of leaving is the eyes in her head
like a kid caught laughing in chapel.

The best part of leaving is Mr. Crum fell asleep,
and we get to do nothing in class.
The worst part of leaving is his face jumping upright
like a Dad who gets scared someone sees.

The baddest part of the wait is the parking lot
because I donít know how sheíll find me.
The best is the ride since we go down East Street
and get ice cream and donít take my brother.

Mercer Bufter


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