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The first bad guy I knew 
a fourth grader at Perrin Woods School.
Bobby Farmer came from Juvenile because
Parochial refused to enroll him a 2nd time.
From Perrin Woods I don’t know where he went
he wasn’t in 5th or 6th grade
he wasn’t at Hayward Junior High
I last saw his round freckled face 
red with hot gassy fumes
his fingers clamped to the exhaust grille
standing on the bumper of a Springfield city bus. 
Overachieving on his ride down the street
he turned to us suckers with glee.