School Poem by Jess Cox

School



Sitting in a lesson,
Bored out of my brain,
Wanting it to be the end of the day.

I can hear the clock ticking,
It's like it is mocking me,
Moving so slowly.

Then the bell rings,
And it is the end of the day,
What a relief.

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