In Class
In Class
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When I'm bored I love to see
Out of the window at the Palmyra tree.
When sir's voice drones through the calm,
I look out the door at the coconut palm.
If I'm tired, which is very often,
I stare and gaze at my fountain pen.
Sir's teaching sounds from very far
When my pencil box is a motor car.
I would rather doodle on the wood
Instead of listening in class as I should.
Instead of enriching my memory bank,
I'd rather let my mind go blank.
But when my tests I cannot pass,
It's all Sir's fault, the pompous ass.
The question he sets are just too tough,
And his red ink pen is just too tough.