Sunday, 20 March 2016

I Can't Write a Poem

I Can’t Write A Poem
Forget it.
You must be kidding.
My pencil is blunt.
I don’t have a sharpener.
My eyes keep on closing.
My desk keeps on shaking.
I can’t concentrate, Room 2 is too noisy.
I have a bad fever.
I haven’t eaten breakfast and I’m hungry.
If I wait one more minute it will be lunch time!
Time’s up? Uh oh!
All I have is a dumb lot of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding.
Thanks a lot. Would you like to hear another one?

By Azalea

1 comment:

  1. Azalea I enjoyed reading your poem. You came up with some good excuses that could be very real. I might use some of your excuses to get out of a meeting.