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