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Newbie
Contributed by
StoneAngel
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Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 02:25:36 PM in AEST
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You walk into the store Everyone stops and stares You look around and hear whispers The whispers say "she's new, what she like"? They whisper and whisper
They order the newbie around She feels like a chicken with her head cut off They play pranks on her and make jokes
They make her do things They wouldn't even do She expects it, she knows whatever They throw at her, she will do It's an initiation, a hazing, a ritual Everyone that's new has to go through it
They give you a nickname As a passage of rights Now she's one of them ohh boy But she's still being whispered, whispered about When will the newbie become an oldie? When will the whispers become no more?
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StoneAngel
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2004-05-03 14:25:36] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Newbie
(User Rating: 1 ) by bernard on
Tuesday, 4th May 2004 @ 07:59:23 AM AEST (User
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A good title for a good poem. It is strange but wherever one goes right through life there are always Newbies. At school, at work, even at play. If each Newbie was to remember what it was like in their own first days and weeks they would be able to stop such humiliating experiences, It is not funny to be a Newbie anywhere in this life.
Top marks for a new insight in daily living.
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