Wednesday, January 9, 2013

My Poem About School


Let's talk about school!
Let’s talk about rights and lefts. You’re right, so I left.
Time flies like and arrow but fruit flies like a banana
I used to think math was boring but then I realized that decimals had a point
When kids are late for class this is what teachers think "My student was late for class, claiming he was in the washroom. I think he was stalling."
So don't be late for class,because that tells you Math teachers have lots of problems to solve.
When you come to class with a broken pencil this is what a teacher wants to say to you "To write with a broken pencil is pointless."

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