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The Bully IWithin

Poetry By: Indie Skreet

You're past will catch up with you!

Submitted:Jan 17, 2013    Reads: 39    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   

A young teacher with mousy hair

Did not deserve my venom bare

The words I chose to scream and swear

A newby and it wasn't fair

The truth is I was good at nought

Apart from rules I chose to flout

Quite simply I was mindless lout

*Deserved of unlawful clout *deserv-ed

And did the other pupils find

Event humorous in their mind?

Chilling one, that unkind

Amidst the rather more refined?

Own humour quickly dissipated

No longer felt smug; elated

News of notice I'd created

Realisation of self hatred

Staff room I was uninvited

Teachers were hardly delighted

Stood together quite united

Me stupid but not short-sighted

Insisted I would stand in place

And humbled by her tearstained face

Apologised not without grace

She rightly refused to touch base


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