“THE CONTRASTING STORY I ALREADY TOLD

A couple years later

We were playing Elizabethtown at home

And so was women’s lax that day,

And after the game,

I literally ran into my old neighbor

Who was on the E-town women’s team

Like the childhood pal

The younger sister of,

And we said “hello, how do you do,”

As normal people do

And she didn’t stare me down from afar

Like a weird ass thug from below,

You dig?

Like inhuman behavior

And that the third rather disturbing incident

I recall

Of the stalkers that do,

From that high school come through

Just right in my path,

In a place they shouldn’t be,

Would somebody like to explain this to me?

Yea, it’s like that, but

I’ll tell you instead,

They are not what they said.