A Bad Poem

• Ava Simpson, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2016

I don't know what to write
my feet feel awful light
I try to think as I take a blink
I close my eyes and try see something
I realise I am quite a dumb thing
I stare into space
Hoping to find something about the human race
I look around, the room is dead silent
My sheet is really bent
Sweat is dripping from my head
As I look over at my friend Ned
My sheet is just like my mind blank,
Then all of a sudden CLANK,
My pencil fell on the floor and the teacher yells
Then I hear the ring of bells
It's recess, yes, finally