It Had The Nerve

Singeing my eyes like they should be so worthy I saw it there so unrecongising. How rude not to remember me it should be their honour to have been known by one so obviously superior. But no, that Crippled SoyBean was lost in translation, dyeing her hair and eyebrows I might add! It was dirtier than ever and yet I spoke that things' name. She did not moove and she was not going to look, but something twisted her neck. As she strolled away and hobbled down the 3 steps of the lecture room; how disgusting she was to do it. She turned back to look right at me! Beyond reproach such traumas are and I can't believe it happened so near. She was only a metre away! I washed myself when I got home, don't you worry about that!