Don’t Bother

November 13, 2007
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It is the boy sitting next to me.
He annoys, bothers me,
Like a fly buzzing around your head.
I take my notes and try to ignore,
He is persistent,
Like a boxer in the twelve round.
The bell explodes with noise,
As I charge for the door.
My only escape from this maddening world,
But when I look behind…

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