Attention Span

Every time I try to study...

It’s very hot in this room,

The janitor walks past with a broom.

Is the librarian sipping a bottle of rum?

And why does this chair hurt my bum?

The sunlight is beaming down on my face,

I feel bad for that girl with the neck brace.

The kids are being very loud behind me,

What am I doing here again? Please remind me.

My hands are sweaty, I can’t hold this pen.

I’d rather be home watching T.V. in the den.

My feet hurt. My shoes are too small,

I wonder what my friends are doing at the mall.

Sitting in the library is really such a bore,

It’s just too bad I can’t remember what to study for!

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Jamie Cook]

WHO ARE YOU AND HOW DO YOU KNOW MY LIFE? o_e lol sucker for rhymes here and that was great! :D lol it really resonated with me since that's how I think all of the time :P great poem i really enjoyed it ^-^