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Author: Scott Kinsky
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Spiritual - Published: 09-01-06 - Updated: 09-01-06 - id:2240310

Sheep lead the class to the slaughterhouse,

while mirth erupts.

All lament when work,

accumulates.

Intolerance infects all those who have had,

their individuality destroyed.

Automatons obey, clicks obliterate,

While for each other sentiment elevates.

True wisdom abounds for those who obey,

And power goes to the highest GPA.

Respect No-one,

Question No-one.

That is,

The Ninth Grade.

This little ditty is something we had to create for English 9 by making two word sentences and turning them into a poem.



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