Gym Class

Who came up with gym class?
Literally nobody asked…
The athletes thrive,
While all the others die.
Gym is my first class of the day,
This teachers should have no pay.
He just sits there and watches us suffer,
I just want to call my mother.
It’s impossible to fail gym,
But in the end, I’d rather swim.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Phillips Avatar
April 28, 2023 at 1:28 PM
Nice poem digging deep in the emotion; I can imagine how you feel when Gym is the first class of the day.A very good display of emotions.
Villalon Avatar
March 25, 2023 at 6:03 PM
Your poem is as athletic as you are, mentally and physically! Strength to you Miss Bridget! Cliff
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