cringeyjokesman
It’s a tough job but I enjoy it. It really has it’s prose and cons.
Recently I’ve started teaching a poetry class in a maximum security prison.
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It’s a tough job but I enjoy it. It really has it’s prose and cons.
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Ode to my Celly…
I look to my left,
As I wonder where…
I look to my right,
Again, not there.
I know I keep
All of my junk,
Like I have for years,
At the end of my bunk.
You say you didn’t
Move my favorite sock…
But the more I think,
Your truths become not.
My shank, you know
On my side I keep,
Just remember mother fucker,
I know where your sleep…
Finally! A good joke! *slow clap
Well done sir.
And the pupils can’t easily walk out or skip class if they find the subject boring