I thought I could make it.
I really thought I could make it.
I hunkered down in my desk,
Unprepared for the test,
With my teacher glaring at me…
I had arrived late yet again;
This time it was eight-o-three!
In her eyes was a look of disdain,
And in mine a look of lament.
I struggled to cogitate an excuse;
I could not fabricate one in the end,
Because, to be honest, I just pressed snooze.