The Indignant Teenager

The Indignant Teenager

The teacher raised his voice in anger, but,

for having done such a thing in his class,

I was, alas, being called a mutt, a mutt,

this did irk me much so, for I did sass.

 

 

When I hadn't done anything so so vile,

What was the scolding for, that I must know,

this I did say, gone was my smile, my smile,

But I did have to fling my hand out, though................

 

 

Wham! Wham! My hand and the cane did meet, touch,

Pain searing, my hand ached for some relief,

but I was not let off the hook as such,

and there I was, just trembling like a leaf.

 

 

While my pals were relishing the ridiculous scene,

Oh, what a spell it is, to be a teen....................

Author's Note

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Reviews

[melissa]

If you get your poems published let me know because I want a copy of them you are amazing writer and I enjoy reading your poems

[Neeraj V Murali]

Sure ;) I do love writing poems :) :)

[New Theory]

Nicely penned, continue writing :). You are doing good.

[Neeraj V Murali]

Thanks ;) I appreciate it :)

[New Theory]

you are welcome :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Oh to be caned for sassing the teacher lol.You penned this well my friend :)

[Neeraj V Murali]

Thanks Vidya ;)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)

[Konigin]

Woah! My heart is racing. I really liked the colors. I had to read it twice to understand it fully.

When I hadn?t done anything so so vile,
Apostrophe, not Question Mark

But great job Neeraj!

[Neeraj V Murali]

Ooops... I just copied it from another site and the Apostrophe turned to Q Mark.. Thanks for noticing that ;)

[Konigin]

Your welcome! :)