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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399557" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Gaggog</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(after R.C. Scriven) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am in my desk with a ruler and protractor<br>way back in the class<br>playing the role of a actor<br>while the teacher walks past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My real shape you would find quite bizarre, <br>and it will come as a big surprise<br>if I changed to it while you walk over<br>but here on earth I am under cover<br>in a human disguise<br>trying to find out how these humans really are.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am a Gaggog from Mars<br>and my ears have antennas to spy what I want to know<br>while my teeth are like iron bars<br>but now it doesn’t show.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is fire that I belch up through my mouth, <br>that burns with green vapours<br>and I love to act somewhat uncouth<br>in the vilest behaviour finding favours</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while my eyes dim red do glow<br>and my brain clicks and hums with its gears<br>while white invisible gas out I blow<br>and my ship can travel through light years<br>in less than a sec<br>while it is disappearing in a spec.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It would be quite amusing<br>if I would take to my real shape<br>and the teacher would dropp the pen she was using, <br>while in fear she is trying to run away to escape</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while I would hit the blackboard with a smack<br>enjoy destroying it while it did crack<br>while all the children would befriend me<br>and laugh at her in glee<br>but suddenly to this image I am back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“John, come here. John! ”<br>The teacher calls me and I am on, <br>getting up and walking to the black board<br>while I wish that I was gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">{Reference: “The Marrog” by R.C. Scriven.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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I am in my desk with a ruler and protractor
way back in the class
playing the role of a actor
while the teacher walks past.

My real shape you would find quite bizarre, 
and it will come as a big surprise
if I changed to it ..."></div>
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