Sitting In Iss Poem by Junius Barnes

Sitting in iss.
Not trying to get and any mess.
Not trying arguing with the teacher.
I’m during my best to keep cool.

Sitting in iss thinking what to come next.
I got my phone in my pocket but I’m going to text.
I just have to get threw the rest of the day without stress.

Sitting in iss I got my friend next to me.
We doing our test we aren’t trying to get in any mess.
Now looking at the foolish me I have to be ness.