A School Used
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I’m gallant, sturdy, I’m reliably strong,
And I love being used every day.
I love being pulled, pushed and kicked by you,
And I love when you just turn away.
I’ll forever stand here patiently waiting for you,
I’ll wait here for you all my life.
And when you return, I love you slicing me up,
Cutting into me with your cold knife.
You leave me with those slices, those words of love,
Some also written in permanent ink.
You push your chewing gum hard onto my body,
I love that you don’t care what I think.
I’ve been here for you, loved you, most of your life,
I’ve seen you be quiet, happy, sad and a fool.
I’m proud to be ignored and used by you,
I’m your eternal wooden desk at your school.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2016
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