by Kris Fuller
School is out (well... kinda...ish...)
It’s like magic, I got my wish.
I can sleep in, game and wear pj’s,
I’m the king of all of my days!
Except that mom has other plans-
Chore list, reading, helping hands.
I thought that this would be so great-
But life’s not fair for a boy of eight.
I still have to do math and writing
(So, mom is busy arguing, fighting)
I don’t know why she won’t let me be!
I’m already ready for grade three.