Plotting for fifteen minutes of fame,
Stargazing in class,
Geography a lullaby.
Rapping me awake,
Furious, the teacher fumes,
Fly in my ointment.
Continents adrift in drool,
Sinking in embarrassment,
Wishing the four corners of earth
Join together, hide me in her bosom.
This poem is based on a true story, one that occurred while I was in school.
Have you ever fall asleep in class? Did you get caught? What happened after?
Linking this with the Wednesday Prompts at Blogarhythm Blog.