A Poem for Y6 Students - Thank you for your candour

I fell asleep in class today,
as I was awfully bored.
I laid my head upon my desk
and closed my eyes and snored.
I woke to find a piece of paper
sticking to my face.
I'd slobbered on my textbooks,
and my hair was a disgrace.

My clothes were badly rumpled,
and my eyes were glazed and red.
My binder left a three-ring
indentation in my head.

I slept through class, and probably
I would have slept some more,
except my students woke me
as they headed out the door.

By Kenn Nesbitt

miss batte plz
what is this poem?

tareksharafaldine wrote:

miss batte plz
what is this poem?

A poem I thought the class would like. We had a discussion about why they misbehave all the time in my class.