No paper to write on,
No poem to read,
No pencil to write with,
No book to read.
Only the poems to memorize,
To tell the class,
Long poems and short poems,
To say aloud.
Oh, how I have,
The English class blues!
The only thing there is to do,
Are poems to memorize,
When I have,
The English class blues.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Angela Wow I like this one, nice work