My List Poem

MY LIST POEM

Whiteboard -

Full of amazing education, almost like it is taking over the world.

Students - 
They are scattered everywhere, like zombies walking , talking.

Tote Trays - 
Sitting there doing, well nothing other than being weighed down by all of that junk.

Posters -
Stapled down in pain, thinking that this is its last day or second.

Lights -

Dangling to their death.

Teacher -

Working on keeping the class on task and making sure they are up to date on their work.

Leopard -

Getting ready to pounce on the little Antelope by the waters edge.

Boys -

Doing ok at their roll, but forgetting what to do.

Pride boxes -

Hanging up there just chilaxing, not doing anything but spying on the little kiddies doing their work.

Heat pump -

Heating the room with blasting big barrels of warmth and comfort to the class.

Artwork -

Posing for the paparazzi to show how glorious they are.

Drawers -

Waiting to be opened and touched by the of hooligans of room 20.

Tables -

Thinking ouch stop leaning on me, please.

Chair -

Thinking stop swinging on me before I buck you off.

Animals -

Sitting there all day doing nothing, but watching the class do all of their work until Mr.M turns out the lights and locks the doors . Then it is party time.

Fishies -

Swimming around all day saying hi to someone then forgetting that they had already said hi and saying it again.

Sink -

Doing nothing, but being drowned by all of the water that comes in daily. It just keeps flowing

Books -

Jealous of those fancy pancy netbooks.

Keyboard -  

Tap, tap, tapping away, wishing they were a book get touched nicely not tapped really hard.

Speakers -

Letting the world know how loud they can be.

Turbo Vac -

Zooming across the floor picking up all of the litter that we drop.

Charger -

Like a snake slithering around on the floor.