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Poem to the Late Melvin Dixon in a Black and White Photo Pictured in James White Review 1988 I was in the 8th grade when A picture of Melvin Dixon appeared In James White Review. I tried desperately to subdue smoker's breath From Mr. Henderson. They called him Papa Smurf because of his snow-white beard and pot roast belly. His handwriting was worse than any medical doctor's. Sitting in front, eyes straining to chicken scratch scribblings. I remember now, he's the reason I wear glasses. I may never see clearly again because of that fat bastard. He's the man who hides behind cars in the teacher/faculty parking lot for a quick smoke before leading his homeroom back to beakers and deceased dissected frogs marinating in what used to be jars of mayonnaise.
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