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Pop Quiz

Pencils scratch
busily on paper.
Do the answers match?
You won't know till later.

Hushed voices
questions whispered
uncertain choices;
let's ask the nerd.

Eyes like lasers
fixed upon you
it's the teacher, Mrs. Crazers -
What should we do?

Murderous look,
"Be quiet, this is a test!"
The floor shook
as she roared, "Do your best!"

Silence like a flood
filled the room.
You feel like a dud;
Will this quiz be your doom?

Overwhelmed, you can't think
your brain fart
could fill the room with stink.
Mrs. Crazers, have a heart!
I'm surely no math whiz
and I HATE this pop quiz.



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so_joy said...
Mar. 15, 2013 at 11:09 am
Incredible work! I enjoyed this piece very much! Please read, rate, and comment on my poems! Thanks!
 
DreamingOfNirvana replied...
Mar. 15, 2013 at 9:32 pm
Wow, thanks! I will! Check out some of my other submissions too please!!!! :D
 
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