This my first, on the seats, to be seen by the driver who hollers so mean, what we think is funny she thinks is crummy, there our boogers are seen brilliant green.
Before class us boys on the playground in a circle have gathered around to impress the girls with straight hair or curls we all take turns making farting sounds.
We all hurry to class at the bell to hear what the teacher has to tell we learn science and math to follow the right path and determine who is it that smells.
Soon it is time for our recess releasing energy in excess boys and girls both run enjoy the heat of sun our education we digress.
Soon we are back from our break sit in our chairs for learnings sake it is hard to sit still before school's last bell laugh at the belch Warren's mouth makes.
Back home the driver keeps an eye but we are too tired to try we just want to go home to just sit there and zone and watch cartoon Superman fly.
So with every slow mile that we work in and with every soft hum that we're singin' there are millions more dirty spoiled diapers on baby, its too late to be cool, its too late son.
As we swim through this ocean of laundry and we drown in this ancient of quandaries what is one to do with this this is all so hit and miss as if living our lives is one big tease.
As I stare at the holes in my old shoes as I clean up behind this messy crew I hear limericks will bring smiles, yet I feel only denials, so I suffer from Anapestic blues.
Limericks for Ol' High School Friends
My friend Josh says he really loves his job and even though he likes Jack, Joe, and Bob he is American and of course wants to win, to take the million and ditch that ol' job.
My friend Mike he's been living in Peru with his wife and his children it's true works hard for his money there is nothing funny it is truly what we all have to do.
My ol' friend Chad has a daughter I've heard I am so happy i've heard thats occurred back in the days of school we were never quite cool not so much jocks but probably nerds.
My friend Ron is a true desert rat Ol' Norm and Ron they know where it's at up in the hilltops so high grasping their piece of pie out playing with their guns, Rat a Tat Tat.
Most of us are married with kids some have jobs, some have careers on the skids but all of us know we saw ourselves grow at a High School, in a town, off the grids.
A Parents Battle Cry
You just wash and you wash to just scrub the dirt from each dish and each counter till hands hurt when you think that you found clean when you hope that your floors gleam your small children throw up on your clean shirt.
Limericks for my Daughters First Days of School
So when I try to ask my daughter what information classes taught her I never get something I always get "nothing" I have to fish out every answer.
Even if in her lunchbox we send a sweet treat for her sweet tooth to tend there is no bribery for this school mystery all I will ever get is a "good."
She will give me her cutest smile the kind of smile that goes miles and miles "I play with my friends" the only thing she lends from her very secretive school file.
At least I know that she is happy by her every action I can see, She is in love with school her teachers always cool, when she needs to she will share with me.