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Nick Ettlinger Untimely It's 11:57 You’ve just finished that Math Problem set Done all twenty-three proofs You’re packing up the papers Relief flooding through you Like a summer sun shower On the way to bed When you see the Forlorn and forgotten Packet of papers And it hits you Like a piano from a Twelfth story window The English essay Its due You glance at the clock And see those lifeless Unconcerned digits Methodically Counting Down The clock strikes Twelve Today A few hours from Now A cataclysm Of emotions Surges through you Fear Panic Dread Hopelessness You are Overwhelmed… And suddenly You see yourself Facing the teacher Pleading Begging Praying Please teacher Please I’m so sorry But really I am The teacher frowns And shakes his head His expression A stolid gravestone “Tough”
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]
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