Challenged Poem by Phil Soar
Challenged
I tried my best at school, and my dad said I was ‘challenged’
I was ‘touched’ by those from the idiot pool and my brain was on an angle
I couldn’t concentrate for long and gazed out of the classroom
That’s why I’ve ended up this way, with my hands upon a long broom!
Sweeping the streets for all I was worth, randomly it seemed
Whilst all around the day flew by, as I leaned on it and dreamed
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