I decided that I would like to rhyme.
I think I may, I think I might,
Try to push the pen again tonight.
What shall I write, I do not know,
I know for sure, it will not be snow.
This week again we turn the clock back.
I lose another hour sleeping in the sack.
To see more sun and longer days,
I pray, oh boy, let it be May.
Seven months have passed us by.
Only three months more, oh my, oh my!
The big state tests are yet to do,
When they are over, we’ll feel brand new.
Classes are over for today.
There is nothing left for me to say.
I’m going home, I can not wait,
Only to come back tonight from six to eight.
Debbie 3-11-10
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