003. Use your powers for good.

[rudolphofvamps]

A. Action; Mr Pratt's Poetry Class.

[Spike is dressed like you know, English professors from the 50s: sweater vest included. You might notice his bleach blonde hair though, and the chipping black nail polish that perhaps indicates it's not his clothing of choice.]Yeah, so, you lot. I'm Spike and if you have a question - ask it, I guess. None of

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[pants_yourmove]

[[Man, this class is going to be more... interesting this year.]]

Uh... Are we going to read any Robert Jordan or something like that?

[[He read a bunch of those poems last year, and since he's retaking the class, he was kind hoping to breeze through it.]]

[rudolphofvamps]

Not really my style. Why, d'you like him?

[pants_yourmove]

I... well I don't. Poetry isn't really my thing.

[[Too many of the teachers are a little too hardcore about teaching for him to admit he just wanted to breeze through this class.]]

[rudolphofvamps]

Then why'd you sign up then? Easy A? [just a question, no judgment in his tone.]

[a_gentle_boy]

[Hand-raise!... And then he remembers, so. Hand-slowly-lower.]

Um.

Mister... Spike? I'm not sure I understand what any of that meant. ...Especially the last two lines.

[rudolphofvamps]

Well, poetry's all about analysis or whatsit. What do you think it means?

[a_gentle_boy]

...

Um. Is it about... making a big mess and cleaning it up? Or... a little like someone getting attacked.

Actually, I think it means I should probably study poetry more often.

[rudolphofvamps]

Innit that why you're here? [studies his paper...] Luke?

[notalwystrthful]

[ The poem gives Diana a little chuckle with her shaking her head a bit. ]

Will we be covering Allen Ginsberg's works?

[rudolphofvamps]

Sure, Bit. Why not?

[notalwystrthful]

Very well.

May I ask who your favorite poets are, Mr. Spike?

[rudolphofvamps]

Got a lot of favorites, really. But back in it I wasn't half bad myself.

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[gonnamarrydaddy]

Whoa! Can we really read that kind of stuff in school?

[rudolphofvamps]

I'm the teacher, aren't I. Say what I like.

[gonnamarrydaddy]

Cool! Sounds good to me.

[rudolphofvamps]

Got anything else to add, Bit?

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[perfectvoice]

...I can sing better songs than that.

[rudolphofvamps]

Oh yeah? What do you sing?

[perfectvoice]

Well...anything, really! If you want, I'll even sing.

[rudolphofvamps]

Only if you sing in verse, huh. [moves to sit in his chair, seeing what she'll do, leaning back a bit.]