During RE class,
staring at the boys on the playing field,
this is my education.
My holy instruction.
My preoccupation with daydreaming
has got me into trouble more than once.
No movie captures the thrill.
Yes, I'll do it again tomorrow.
A Memory
13 Thursday Nov 2025
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