At Standing Still I Have a Skill

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From the book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!

At standing still I have a skill
that truly is unique.
At sleeping I’m unquestionably
on a winning streak.

At lying down I’m unsurpassed;
I’m simply undefeated.
At sitting I’m the reigning champ;
I’ll never be unseated.

At drifting in a daydream
it is obvious I’m blessed.
At staring at the TV
I’m undoubtedly the best.

At doing nothing
I am even better than you’d think.
At everything besides that, though,
I’d have to say: I stink.

I hope someday I’ll maybe learn
another kind of skill.
Until then I’m content to be
the best at standing still.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 4

 


From the Book The Aliens Have Landed at Our School!


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