We all hate them,
When they suddenly come around
As soon as the teachers say,
Kids you've got an assignment
no one makes a sound
Everyone goes silent,
In hope that they miss herd
But when the teachers repeat it,
The sounds are absurd
And every single one I get,
The deal is always the same
I wont do it till the last day,
And then I get the blame
But its not my fault
I swear it isn't me
Its all my stupid brains fault
I feel the age of three
The teachers always say,
Wheres your work again
But I must admit my computer broke...
Is getting pretty lame
I'm still not going to work,
This poem is merely to say
Teachers stop handing out assignments,
And make every kids day
Because soon your might get,
A very painful practical test
When some body pops a cap down your ass,
It really ain't for the best
Assignments aren't needed,
Just give us all A+
We promise to get out of your hair,
Not even make a fuss
So in conclusion teachers,
Never say assignments due
Because mine will never be done,
And Ill probably say screw you
Yeah I know, not that good but its my first time at this sorter subject and I thought I might have a go, tell me what you think, I always love to know what you think of my work!
