Treasure Island

Eefa Ibrahim . A


My noisy class 6-A


Noisy and loud,
There's nothing louder
Than the class called,
6-A!

Running about,
Making noises,
When there's no teacher in sight!

I doubt,
That even our pretty tie wearing prefects,
Can control them,
Some even join the mischievous fun,
I wouldn't call this a class,

I doubt even a teacher,
Can control them in this state,
Poor teachers,
And oh so lucky students!

I could hear this class
From 10km away,
And this drives,
Every single teacher and supervisor,
AWAY! !

We get lectures (from geela madam) ,
Every single week,
But this has no effect,
On this noisy class,

But I like the class,
Every one's a friend, no matter the noise,
But I could use some earmuffs,
During social studies period,

Still,
There's nothing louder than,
My class called,
6-A

Submitted: Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Memories. My teacher was actually disappointed after reading this poem saying that wether she teaches this loud class 6-a which was my class the two years before! !


Don't forget the pros and cons yeah?

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