What I did not expect to see
is you, a broken legged newcomer, admonishing me
for trying to pick up a coloring menu and crayons
the numbers of which seem to abound
“No! Those are for the kids” you say
to me, at the end of a long ass day
of teaching
into whose minds I’m reaching
The kid’s
See I’m a 28 year old man
and you mighta just caught me with my hand
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