END OF THE SCHOOL YEAR POEM by LOLITA LOHAN
one thing I’ll miss loads
is the look on your face
when I break the dress codes
my jeans are hip-huggers
still you think it’s wrong
when a teenage schoolgirl
shows the waistband of her thong
my tee-shirt is tight
but that’s how they’re sold
and if you don’t like it
why’s your classroom so cold?
by being sent home
for clothes much less lewd
I’ll return wearing something
to reveal I'm tattooed
COPYRIGHT 2007-2015 OH BOY! 3LAWNVIEWAGOGO / ALL RIGHTS RESERVED MR.E.
ED SPRINGSTEAD, JR.
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