The Practice Test Poem by Jonathan Leong

I washed my face
And combed my hair
Slapped some toothpaste
And found a special underwear

I’ve got to find a nice suit
For today’s the big day
As I packed my bag of loot
And blew off all the hay

I packed up my bag
And ran really fast
I took a few gags
And entered the class

My head drooled with sweat
And my back hurt like heck
As I took my assigned seat
My skin smelt of meat

Rumors of a chapter test
Left me sitting in distress
I heaped a gallon of air
Every second here and there

As I saw the test coming
I could hear my heart thumping
I sat on my desk
And cried dry like a cactus

But I would later find out...

That it was just a another practice!