I’m dusty in Springfield and I’m practicing my backhand in the Newberry parking lot. You used to live down the block. I remember we used to walk back from school like we’d just been shot. So what’s left of you now? You’re a wrinkle in my brow. Or perhaps that’s just the sun. Like everything else, you’ve come undone. My role model spoke to me: he said “take any girl you see”, and returned to the lesson plan. I didn’t want to hear anymore. He taught to the test for sure, and he made me a thinking man. So baby, what’s the deal? Feel a cop or cop a feel. We could criticize all night, but the homework still won’t come out right. My role models are either dead or in jail. My coke-bottle glasses show my eyesight fails. You and me still get hung when calculation’s extinguished. But I won’t go – everybody knows that girls do well in English. Scales on the violin, bookmarking Hester Prynne, thirty pages about your thighs. We kissed in the locker room, my role model watching you. Now we won’t go unsupervised. Yes, a cheap public display. They say our English teacher’s gay. In the bushes by the grout, the soccer coach showed you all about. My role models are either dead or in jail. I’m living on fantasy and e-mail. My homeroom homeroom angel got her face rearranged to suit the crowd that she was in with. And these halls soaking with sweat from the test, but it’s the whispers in the staffroom we’ll never forget. Lust and calculators, cigarettes, and gel, and the girls know things that they’ll never ever tell, and they’re not talking. My role model was arrested for molesting a retard. He had him tied up in the backyard. He was fingerprinted and arraigned. The substitute did not explain. My role model played the organ at the Temple Beth Israel. He used to make my life miserable. He taught me how to make chords and what to say to girls. And my lessons were incomplete and that took some getting used to – I never learned how to seduce you. I guess I’m still a dimwit.
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