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Outfoxing a Military Man
Charlie told me that for fun He watches a terrorized mouse Get chased down and eaten by his corn snake Jake, the Snake, every Thursday at two. I met Charlie the first day of school My third year in the district. His twelve foot friend Jake was being wrestled in by.... Five giant guys who were carrying a glass container Large enough for a couple of elephants and a wrestling mat. Jake was inside, red and yellow striped, fat as my wrist. Charlie was the nicest teacher, and he loved science. Loved his children, but the snake thing bothered me. He let his sixth graders watch the hunt every Thursday. I knew when it happened because they would all yell “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” in unison on Thursday I asked him once if they were given a grade for watching this. He laughed and said he had never thought of that. But he was certainly glad that I had. One prissy boy named Sam never watched. I rescue Sam on Thursdays at five minutes before two, pretending he has a giant counseling issue. Dreading the first Thursday I am sick. Glad that Charlie was military, as the hunt is always at two.
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