See You Next Tuesday!

[Foreword] My Junior year English teacher used to give us ‘bellwork’, which was essentially journaling for a grade. She only required it to be five lines long and she provided a prompt, so it was simple. If you missed a day, you could just write five sentences in its place. Being the difficult kid I was, I took advantage of this opportunity and wrote limericks for my bellwork. Yes, a new limerick every day. This teacher, unfortunately, severely disliked me and often threw my papers away, so it’s likely my poems are rotting in a landfill somewhere, among the garbage it kind of somewhat belongs. Well, Lauren, try to throw this one away!

- A. G.

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To my dearest Lauren,

I hope this won’t be borin’,

But you made my life Hell,

I do not wish you well,

I hope life leaves you snorin’.