School is fun,
some wish it was done.
You have calasses,
You get picked on if you wear glasses.
Their are fights,
Some of the girls are dikes.
Their are alot of hot boys,
Makes you wish they were your toys.
You could be student of the month,
Or you could be the class dunce.
Whatever you do at school,
Try and succeed and dont drool.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem, made me laugh at the ending. You have a good sense of rhyming Keep on writing =)