Bored
From the book When the Teacher Isn't Looking
As I’m sitting in the classroom
with a blank look on my face
I am staring out the window
at the emptiness of space.
While the teacher drones, explaining
how to multiply a fraction,
my mind is rolling slowly
to a state of numb inaction.
Now my eyes are growing heavy
and my head begins to fall,
as I drift away slumberland
against the classroom wall.
I’m awakened by the teacher
as he loudly clears his throat.
It appears while I was napping
all the students took a vote.
I got way more votes than anyone,
and this is my reward:
All my classmates have elected me
the Chairman of the Bored.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2005. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 6
Topics: School Poems
Poetic Techniques: Narrative Poems, Pun Poems
From the book When the Teacher Isn't Looking
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