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Teacher, I’m confused.
I placed my toe
Across the line
To satisfy your “Learning Objectives”,
And now, behold:
Silver’d letters from sliver’d scorpions
Have stung me.
And so I ask: Now what?
Like a scavenger wizard you answer:
“Wave my wand,
And with it, make each bite taste again
Thrice as fine as any finery doilied
In the phallic and phantastic
Days of Yore.”
