The first thing I remember
After a dull arrival
And a little spell of poor digestion
Was the routine commotion of
Educators and other kids' parents
Whittling down the possibilities
Here were evidentiary collections,
In our schoolyard,
Boxcutters and drunken tortured animals.
The faculty from our
Parents' parents' days attended,
Died reading aloud: First names, then, gloriously, offenses.
Kindertrauma Funhouse:: H -
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