It is December 23, 1997 and it is almost
Christmas.
There is snow covering the pavement and
Every time I go outside I get hit by a snowball.
They won’t let me come outside and play with them
They said I have cooties.
They don’t like me and I don’t know why,
It makes me upset so I go inside and cry.
At school today everyone was giving gifts to each other
And I didn’t get one.
Everyone went out into to the play yard
But I couldn’t go they said that I had cooties
And I might give it to everyone else.
I said I wouldn’t give them cooties
I promised but they didn’t believe me
So I had to stay inside.
I watched them through the open glass window,
As they threw snowballs and ran through the flat snow.
Skating across the icy gravel laughing
Chasing each other with joy in every step they took.
I wanted to play with them and be happy,
But I couldn’t because I had cooties.