25 November 2012
Boring, boring, All students are snoring! The teacher's a bore, There's boredom galore!
The work sheet is easy, The classroom is breezy, There's a very odd smell- And finally; the bell!
RING RING RING! The old tin sings, We're all so relieved- We were almost asleep!
Now we've sat down again, Armed with paper and pen, It'll never be cool; It's boring old school!
I'm On My iPod In Class (poetry Written In School) • Opuss № I