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Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Less Painful than Kicking Garbage Cans

look, you and I both know the truth
how you treated me was entirely uncouth
the, daily, way you showed Tshaw and Pam
they’re the only ones for whom you gave a damn
giving them continual preferential treatment
while showing the entire class that I meant
about as much to you as a brutal anal tare
like I was some pain in your ass, which was so unfair
I mean, what did I ever do to you Andrea?
I was always nice and honest any time I dealt with ya
I may not stoop to kissing your ass, but hey
it’s nothing personal; it’s never been my way
seriously, I tried to explain everything in that email
told you many things I’ve learned so you wouldn’t fail
not that I know everything there is to know
but I have a lot to offer to those who want to grow
your disdain for me started on that very first day
it started out subtle, but you went too far Friday
you know exactly what you did; Angie does as well
but, you’ll both still be important when you get to hell
you shouldn’t take this poem as a compliment
this was done for my sanity; it’s the safest way I can vent


©August 16, 2017 – Tamara Imes-Nicholas

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