“Oh, what a glorious day it would be,
Of a time that I would come in,
To a class of any subject,
And find out that homework was a sin.
I would love that day with all my heart,
Because then I would be able to rest,
And be able to pass the class,
By putting my mind to the test.
But will that day ever come?
We will have to wait and see,
For how are we supposed to know,
What will come true of you and me? ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem