I am not learning anything
cooped up in that so-called school
those tomes of history books
frustrate me no end
cramming is not knowledge
I understand that very well
memory has never let me down
I can almost say it verbatim-
and if you so wish to hear
I can verbalise the commas too
"wouldn't you say that's indecent?"
12 comments:
I'm not so sure about indecent. Great words though.
The end is a fun play on the word. I think you did just fine.
The ending is a fine turn of that particular word. It is refreshing to see a creative usage of these words. This qualifies.
Well done.
School did seem like mostly memorizing, didn't it?
You're so good at putting humor into your poems.
A great spin - love it!
Verbalize the commas...that's got my brain wondering! I like it!
Remembered good old days of history lessons and the cramming of essays on reforms done by so-and-so. But then i always liked to write pages and pages...looking back its amazing that i did all that.
Verbalising punctuations..silently would be pretty good . A pause...a halt..well good thought.
I like the energy of this. It reminds me of the complaints I heard from classmates as a kid. They were right, but wrong, too. You've captured the feel of it nicely.
woot woot! that was my whistle ;)
loved it!
Oh my this brings back memories of schooltime! I still have this aversion to all things "historical" no thanks to the rote memorisation of dates & events & people, as opposed to actually understanding history. Bleah! :p
Nice poem, btw :D
ah!!! some feelings run through generations ;)
'cramming is not knowledge'
I agree completely, yet there is so much cramming involved in getting an education, isn't there?
A very well-written poem, great job!
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