School Homework: Jobs I Hated
I hated homework - what a bore;
And wanted time to play.
I’d tolerate that stuff at school,
But that was during day.
We didn’t have a dog or cat,
But Teacher didn’t know:
Those creatures chewed my homework up,
And I was full of woe.
I’d lost my bag, my homework too,
And wasn’t it a shame,
That all my work had been in vain.
My teacher knew my game…
One day I gave up fighting it -
I saw I was a dud -
And did my homework on the bus…
Then dropped it in the mud!
9th November, for Sara’s Jobs contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2014
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