Ode to Pi-Pi

So, Mr. Kalamanch is seated next to me......pseudo retard son lies close by....and my pen...MY PEN...lies unattended somewhere on the dusty crass road between LC and MIC....

Many a day i spent with thee...
racist i dare not be,
doodles come, doodles gone....
benches warmed...tables scorned
twin tipped, thin and thick..
blackened heart, lost in brick...
tar and sand both lay waste
but u lie still..
waiting...
i walked for you...i sang for you
i grazed a knee too..
u leave me in doubt..
as i hurry about...
to look for for you, I always will...