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The Teacher's Crazy Clerk Tried to Kill Me
Contributed by
jyssvw22
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Tuesday, 3rd May 2005 @ 09:01:33 PM in AEST
Topic:
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It was a season of love
I saw her each and everyday
At eight o’clock sharp
I could not be delayed
I wrote her love poems at dark
She could not be swayed
Her husband the clerk
She would never betray
She dressed to kill
Carefully matched colors
Her figure tight and slender
How she smelt the first class
I will always remember
My body moved me involuntarily
I sat in the very first row
I know she noticed me
She was just scared to tell me so
I hung on her every last thought
My notes we exceptional
I wrote down every last word
She called me out on my potential
My willingness to be proud and unconventional
Asked me to reveal my viewpoints aloud
Like it was something monumental
An analytical frame-mind
I was forced to confess every time
And so it was known
The students had caught on
The clerk would soon learn
Then it was me who would have to run
A crazier man, there was none
For the clerk was insane
And he held the knives
Along with the handy machine guns
Packing that much heat
He could not be beat
My best move was now
Was to cowardly retreat
Why was I the compromise
The clerk had nothing
Couldn’t she simply realize
It was all told in his crazy eyes
A deranged pyschotic
He should be institutionalized
Atomoaticly penalized
"Thats one less wife!"
He should be ostracized
This was my life!
But insanity was prevalent
His delusion of grandeur
Was never hesitant
To himslef, he was never handsomer
Foolishly she feared his persistance
As if he were always after her
She breathed his breathe
It was no question
It became irrelevant
She would follow him to his death
Protect him like the president
Eight years later
This new season of rain
A new reminder of the clerk
How he won at his game
Eight o’clock ticks by again
Two aching hearts die in pain
The birds stroll central park
The old dog barks my new name
On the park bench i sit nearby
I let out a daunting
Depressing, little sigh
And the ever haunting
Dream of the teacher's clerk
Whisks right on by
Who I always wished had
But never really did have to die
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Re: The Teacher's Crazy Clerk Tried to Kill Me
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by emystar on
Tuesday, 3rd May 2005 @ 10:34:59 PM AEST
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Awesome writing.
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Re: The Teacher's Crazy Clerk Tried to Kill Me
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 6th May 2005 @ 07:46:35 PM AEST
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| Brilliant,as is much of yours that I have read |
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