Made it so

The bell rings and we wait

You walk past our table,

head turning incredulously

“Do I have to walk past before you get up?”

We laugh and you walk on.

Class is a debate

except that it’s fun

But only because we had

A good teacher

to make it one.

This poem is open to interpretation. No reposting without crediting please.

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