This is a poem I made up when I go on those all-nighters that I'm not used to (seriously) and this what I do throughout my school day. Enjoy!
On the bus, head on seat.
In class, teacher calls you.
You wake up with forehead flat
You answer with monotony
"Root Two over C squared da da la la..."
Back to hand on face.
You're so beat,
Throughout the day,
Homework is just there.
Blank with no pencil lines.
Nap time please,
Where's the couch,
I need it.
There's the bed
Your day's done.
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