A Dream
the little tot was eager to follow in the steps of her sibling
going to school to learn the magic of knowledge...
little did she knew the use of the ruler to crush fingers
arm crossed and a good listener she chose to dream
sitting in the front row aiming to please a smile
and doing the necessary to pass the grade
a teacher pet, she thrived at recess luring the kids to play the game
and let them slap your face and pull your ear to bleed the ruff
as my marble touch yours and so I win.
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2016
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