Oh joy, it’s finally Monday again!
I happily jumped out of my warm bed.
I can’t wait for the week to begin again.
Thoughts of decent people filled my head.
The bus rustled with talk so negative,
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
A kid compared us to some fugitives,
School is so great, these comments were searing.
I appreciate the school lunches,
Although people don’t know what they’re made of.
The mystery meat leaves us in hunches.
It’s food though, so I thank the Heaven’s above.
Last but not least, the wonderful teachers!
I think they’re great, some kids say they’re “preachers.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem