A Story Related Of My Brother Poem by Nathan Coppedge
A Story Related Of My Brother
Brian noticed his prods very early.
When he was sitting,
He said, 'where are my prods'?
'The chair must be made of plastic.'
We're not really sitting.
We're really crouching.
Almost everything is plastic.
He was taken to the principal.
And he ended up prescribing pills to the principal.
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Brian Coppedge was actually a gifted student, so don't assume anything ignorant about this sort of writing.
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