The Green Dot

As I stay on my door
MY door. No one else’s.
I order the humans to go.
Stupid little red dot
owns the back of my door.
But I know that the door likes me better
Because I let her swish and swoosh and swoop
But sometimes the students don’t
Listen to Red Dot
and burst out from the back
Then (of course) Red Dot blames me
But I know I did nothing wrong.