Dead on Arrival
delivered by toe tag.
Students sit in odd rows;
hushed heads of melon bloat.
One holds his hello behind himself;
it presents as air cannon.
He cannot take it back.
Most swirl around and smile;
susurrate like pattypan squash.
Some of you potato guns
use your quick-and-skinny hurt-and-stun.
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I love seeing the speaker hit back in the last line. What astute perceptions clothed in unique metaphors. I wish I were as tuned in to my students.
So much truth behind the humor! “pattypan squash” – love it! I’m retired from teaching, but this brought it all back.
It is reminiscent of rubber bands, spit balls, and pencils (quickly learning never turn your back)…