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Click,Click,Click


Quietness rests in the classroom on every brick 

The teacher lounges in her swivel chair 

When suddenly a sounds comes that is oh so dreadful: click,click,click

A turn of the head locks my eyes with the perpentrater in a deathly stare

Oblivious, their hand moves up and down: click,click,click

The time has come when it is more than I can bear

My roar of anger is delivered with a kick 

The perp's eye go wide, you are caught in my snare!

Success has been achieved, we are rid of the click! 

A pencil lies in half, the owner wears a glare 

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