At home, in and out; we are given too much work. While at school, we are loaded down with schoolwork. So much so, that our small brains become atomic. I do not need this; I have plans to become a comic. What we need is a referee, go-between, or an umpire. All this heavy homework causes us to go haywire. To us, every school day gets more and more hetic. We would rather not learn any hard math or Arabic. Sometimes our head becomes faint-like and comatose. Then our brain changes to something dead or starts to decompose. My bird brain is very easy to kill and destroy. Everyone at home and at school is a killjoy. Whenever my blue book bag is much too heavy. It causes me to be fall down the concrete levy. This heavy stuff has made my head a little flatter. Mainly because of all the forced subject matter. Copyright (C) 1995 Marva L. Dowdin
Reason for writing:
This is what I think some students are thinking about their
schoolwork. This is just one poem from my poetry book, 'When
It's OK To Be Crazy!' Some three hundred funny poems that
depict everyday life. Marva L. Dowdin
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