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Back To School


Everyone groddingly herds into the school like cows about to be milked.

Some of us moo with excitement yet others just chew on their gum like cud.

The teachers lasso us into our classes without guilt.

We all scramble to sit next to our best bud.

As the day progresses, we are rebuilt.

Then school ends and we herd back to our homestead.

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