Something a student of mine wrote:
What happens when I get mad.
Keep the anger flowing near like whiskey, liquor, and your beer. Take me down the beaten path. Try to destroy me with your wrath. Tie me up and shut me down. Through your doors my fists will pound. A psycho lonely and depressed. Till you're satisfied will not rest. Ever corresponding with evil's work. Around the corners your henchmen lirk. You can't defy the great I AM. Apologize as loudly as you can. Your time is coming, drawing near. Your "friends" conveniently disappear. Justice shall and has always prevailed. The land and even where I've sailed. Mighty thunder crashes in. He's now aware of all your sins. You hurt me once, can't do it again.
School appropriate? Not at all. This amazes me because I'm pretty sure I couldn't produce this at 24, and an 8th grader wrote this. I. LOVE. IT.
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