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She goes desk to desk, teacher stalks with intent
That beast it smells food or some books unapproved
Some works run afoul of what she allows
Big reveal band-aid peeled and the teacher is you
Our connection to a thing as good as any wedding ring
It binds and it's for life and weathers any storm that it invites
We're married by experience to what we love, we'll never lose it
Orders from above but you don't have to choose them
These friends check your mail
Your thoughts, your hair
Your depth
And your step
These friends check your record
Your phone, your bank card
Your eyesight
And your hemline
These friends police your views
Intent and mood
They sure do a lot
What can these people do for you?
These friends they kill
Your goals, your drive
Drag you down
To where they thrive
These friends they will
Contort and bend
To condemn
Your life's work
These friends, they still won't admit
What they miss
They have nothing
And they'll share it
What can these people do for you?
