I had the grumble

The creamsicle rumble 

I was the kid

   Riding on the running boards 

  In the east

     With pine trees

 And namesake firs

And snow in dirty patches

   At a place that had old washing machines

Left outside

Candy was fifteen cents

Good and Plenty

Junior Mints

Necco Wafers

Licorice

  In the spring I wanted to play baseball 

So bad

  The bat was like marble fudge ice cream

Rippled

A kid got hit in the head by a swing

   Blood

I tried to take him to the school

The Nurse came running up and yelled at me

"You're not supposed to move him!"

I was all fuck you ya fat ugly bitch 

I'm in third grade 

And you're a stupid cunt