Wanted: New Desk

Back and forth my desk goes,

During tests, reading, writing

The distraction it causes nobody knows,

The urge to scream, truly, I’m fighting

While such a small wobble,

Doesn't seem all that bad,

Slowly it's driving me,

Increasingly mad

I can't hear the teacher

Too loud my desk taps

My sighs of annoyance beseech her

I'd rather sit on the floor; might I, perhaps?

A distraction indeed

What was the homework? I couldn't quite hear

What pages to read?

I missed something important, my constant fear

I can't hear myself think

Over my desk's tap and its clink

The noise is unnerving

This distraction is a punishment I am not deserving

As I switch between classes

I hope for us students, I hope for the masses,

I pray for something more

They can’t be everywhere, I’m sure…

But as I walk in

I’m met with such terror

One, maybe two!

Oh why can’t life be fairer!

It seems as though, throughout all the school

Are others like mine

And another poor fellow

Got unlucky and cannot shine

For his noisy desk

Talks over his skill

The poor boy is silenced simply until

All teachers and schools

Rid us of this evil

To learn more we strive

We just want to thrive

No more wobbly desks,

oh,

how gleeful!