Feeling swiney? They asked.
I could only assume, for they spoke in a foreign tongue
From the Far East
Then
They handed me a blue mask.
To fight the international killer.
H1N1
I put it on
Reluctantly
My face began to sweat
I put a circle, with two smaller circles inside it on the front of the mask
Like a certain animal
Now those circles are the rage in the office.
The principal likes it the best.
It smells like a dentist's office.
And I don't have afternoon classes.
Assah.
I think I'm asphysxiating.
Either from lack of oxygen
Or permanent marker fumes.
Mr. Sharpie knows how to fuck a person up.
Maybe Mr. Swine should take some pointers.
