A new list

In detention 

The books slams down to a random page 

An essay due in two hours 

The dictionary his nemesis

Every word

Strained his mind and wrist 

Oh well, 

Hi carpal tunnel in the 3rd grade

In the midst of a new sentence he tried to make a fist 

But struggled

The pain wouldn’t subside until dismissal

He looked up at his teacher 

Her concentration on grading 

She was such a pious jerk for Jesus 

Smirking at a new list of words 

The pain all but forgotten in his wrist as he read out loud, Titillated

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