Poem by Natalie B. Holmes
The class dramatically,
Unsheathes their over-priced calculators,
Off to battle inequalities and algebraic expressions.
Pencils flit on paper as 3 wrong answers,
And 26 correct ones are hesitantly scribbled.
One dumbo plugs 3+10 into their over-priced calculator.
There will be 9 more
Stupid reasons for calculator use.
8 total prolonged glances at the teacher will occur,
Begging for an understanding of the
Lack of memory that has recently overcome these 9 students.
As they place the paper before the teacher, always hesitant,
Their various expressions are as follows:
1 Who Put 42 For Every Blank And Honestly Doesn’t Give A Shit.
So goes the math test.