A true poem about Middle school. Middle School is an intresting place full of style and wonder and grace like the way the teachers pick their nose or the way billy Joe flosses his toes the way they pack hairy gorrilas with the poor runts working on puberty or the rich ones stuck with people with poverty how the janitors tend to think they are principals and boss and tell us our own principles how the 'fun' classes are never fun and the boring classes always boring how the teachers talk about you right in front of your face and then your trated with such discrace the way they tend to telll you "you suck" by failing you or say "teachers pet" by getting beat up middle school is such a wonder parents think it is the worst but my friend just wait to discover the wonders of the no mans curse also known as High School