A Stab At the Education Games
I guess of school, I should do
Never liked it, who'd of guess
Math's was fun
Away from the sun
English was hell
Always prayed for the bell
I could do both
For whatever it's worth
I struggled in algerbra,
Well it invovled letters and not number
And when the English teacher tried to teach I always fell into a slumber
Was never noticed, unless I did something wrong
Like the time I came in only wearing that thong
Or did I dream that in English?
We'll never know
Education was never fun
At least it saved me from the sun
Englsih I failed
I never could preveil at poems
But here I am
And so are
To detention do I send you James Fraser
To keep me company and to stop me from sleeping
For English is next
And there I do rest
Enjoy one and all
For the Bell Doth toll
Copyright © Nara Shevanna | Year Posted 2009
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