My Homework  by  Gerry Carton

My books stacked high full of knowledge

Pen in hand, ink ready to flow.

This is my gate way to college

But first each answer blow by blow

The first hour passes I'm off and running

Two subjects down and four to go

Maths was a breeze but French is looming

What interest to me Monsieur Latour's beau

The weight of history makes me dour

The armada sinks without a trace

My favourite program starts in an hour

I want to see it now it's a race

Dickens poses questions deep and weighty

He's not the only one with Hard Times

For inspiration I look to The Almighty

Oh no! Is that the clock's chimes?

Finally I've reached the last, it's biology

Describe an operation and leave no doubt

A flash of inspiration, I have the technology

I grab a text book and rip it's appendix out.