Casey C. 5Co

I CANNOT Write a Poem

I CANNOT write a poem         The day was almost over

I really don’t know why           This would never be done  

I CANNOT write a poem          I went to bed so sadly

No matter how hard I try.          This day was not so fun.

To write a good long poem        I CANNOT write a poem

You have to think real hard        I really don’t know why

So I went outside to                    Wait! I just wrote one!

Concentrate in my backyard       See you later, and goodbye!

I lay there in the grass

And stare up at the sky

Then I get hungry

I go in and eat a pie

I lay there a little more

Then get kind of bored

But I have to finish this

Because it will be scored.

Maybe I should take a nap

That would do the trick!

So when I got into my bed

Along came my friend Rick

I told him I was working,

This had to be done today,

But he ignored me,

And walked in the house anyway.

I followed him and told him

He really had to go

He just looked at me

And all he said was “NO!”

I picked him up and carried him

To his house next door

I really was hoping

He wouldn’t come back for more.