Cheater

"Is it my test your looking at or is it me?" A small poem about highschool love.

Your glances make me jittery,

I can’t focus on my test.

Why do you keep looking at me,

With such looks of unrest?

 

Are you cheating on my paper?

There is no other explanation.

If you get caught doing it later,

You’ll definitely get detention.

 

I noticed something as I turned it in.

And I stopped still in the hall.

We had different test versions,

So were you cheating at all?

 

You’re still looking at me,

Do I have something on my face?

You grin for all to see,

And it makes my poor heart race.

 

You slipped a note as you acted sly.

I read it five times that day.

The next morning I gave my reply.

“Of course I would love to go on a date!”

 

Author's Note

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[wordman]

and then the prom,great fun write