Ode to Scott

From 9:30 to 10:00 is three hours long,
We try to teach sign,
without losing our mind.
But it's so hard when being drug along,
by the menace.
He spit in our mouth twice already today.
Quick give us a tissue.
Ouch! He hit us with a shoe.
How does his head bounce off windows that way?
Why does he smile at us that wonderful way?
He signed "eat" and "cookie" and "drink",
He signed "bathroom" and "please" we think.
He did all of these things in a quite normal way.
He made us smile a bit.
We knew if we outlasted him he could do it.
     (And it's only 10 minutes to 10)

©1989
 

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