Best Poems Written by Teresa Guild

Grammar School Theatrics

speak up my dear
the class can't hear you 
when you mumble
e-n-u-n-c-i-a-t-e
stand up straight
pull that hair back 
from your face
no wonder no one wants 
to play with you
at recess all you ever do
is sit outside the classroom door
nose in a book
"look, look! it's bug-eyes"
she hears somebody say
"she's such a booger-nosed,
knobby-kneed, goober-dweeb"
she waits . . .
until their voices fade
to wipe her tears 
away

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