Scorpion 27
 
 
O horror.  Tongue nor heart cannot conceive
 
nor name.  He caned a randomly chosen student,
 
daily, and claimed this heightened overall morale.
 
Our mall closed without warning; her halls proved
 
empty; his favorite walls came tumbling down.
 
Place a crown upon my noggin, an emerald
 
gown over my bod, and a clown in the upstairs closet.


Joel Chace