Forget it
You must be kidding
I don't know how
My desk is wobbly
...
If hope could be a color
It would be Blue
As Stary as the night
If hope could be a taste
It would be bacon
...
I Can'T Write A Poem
Forget it
You must be kidding
I don't know how
My desk is wobbly
My stomach hurts
I'm still half asleep
I don't have a pencil
The class is to loud
My brain isn't working
I can't focus
Time's up? Uh oh!
All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding. Thanks a lot.
Would you like to see another one?