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