Science class was so darn cool
Though we now have no pupils or school
We were to do a science project I am now never to speak of
Yet I will say it now worked jet propulsion at NAFTA
Extra curricular phys. Ed
Running like a madman covering my head
F.B.I. knocking at my door
Searching for options to explore
Now I remember why I am no longer in school anymore
Now that I look back
Realization strikes as to why I must cover my tracks
Nails, fire extinguisher, hack saw, CO2, glue
It blew away my mind too
Now I live in the human zoo
There is no escaping what I do
Though I am free to be another science project too
YOU ARE READING
New poetry book or...
PoetryShort story, long stories, stories that must rhyme and by written poetically, I think. I might add my earlier poems to this collection also.
