get even, revenge on a grumpy teachers
get even, revenge groups of friends
ever slapped,
cheeks powdered chalk powder
just because my friend was shaking, could not answer
algebra problem that must be described on the blackboard
when to go home
My play group looking for a shady tamarind trees
Our ride, hiding behind a shade of tamarind leaves
waiting for the teacher through
pedaled his bicycle to go home
True,
soon as she passed beneath us,
my friend almost threw stones
toward her
but before the stone swung into his head,
we had thought,
who will teach algebra
if he’s injured
then who would sympathize
children,
ah, not so, pack of angry teachers
not knowing how to communicate
to us, it only