Online Learning – School Isn’t The Same Anymore | Bookosmia
I was perched on a part ottoman part chair
Rummaging in the closet to find what to wear
It was a downright nightmare
Oblivious to my tardiness; but that’s still late
Jolting across the domicile how I hate
Apprising that I would be late for school to my mate
Pining and whining for the weekend more than anything else
When the blinding sun arises and the gloomy, twinkled night melts
Ugh, might only rouse with a blaring fire alarm and a water balloon machine that pelts
Its indifferent everyday
How do I resolve this? Ah, there’s no way
Jostle me to rise somehow, I pray
Prior to this crazy clutter, it was so jovial and fun
In the now-monotonous school with everyone
In the spine-chilling cold of the AC and the searing Sun
Nevertheless, now zilch is left
Since the time has gladly crept
As we brave the nature’s quest
Nonetheless, pretty soon everything will be quite the same
No more will classes be lame
And we will roister with elan once again.
