Boredom (Aka-The Ohio State Achievement Tests) Poem by Jimmy Hoffa

Two and a half hours
Of
Boredom

An eternity of sitting
And reading
And filling in answer bubbles
And more reading
And.......
Boredom

I struggle to stay awake
Its early any way
And one does not sleep right on the night before a test
Not a wink
Not really
They just worry
And worry

There is much to worry about
Will I Pass?
If I don't will I make it to the next grade?
Will my writing be neat enough to read?
One thinks that its time to sleep but....

(the boredom)

Worry creeps in

The boredom creeps into your soul and
Manifests
It creeps
And crawls
And spreads
And gets worse

The stupid stories get worse
The answers get longer
And harder
And time exits this plane of reality
And into the boredom zone