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After School
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July 2003 Poetry No more bells,
to get you out of class.
No more potty breaks,
or bathroom pass.
~
No more instructions.
No more teachers.
No more cheering for Hornet football,
at the White River bleachers.
~
No more detentions.
No more school food.
No more times of not showing up,
just cause you're not in the mood.
~
No more groups of friends.
No more trying to be cool.
It's after graduation.
No more high school.
~*~ Jill ~*~
