There’s this place in school
Where poems are put up
Several of mine were there
I was like the poet laureate
Of the school
I decided to send
A few more poems
Two poems
One long
And the other longer
I wrote them down
On pieces of paper
And put them inside the box
The next day I expected
To see my poem on the board
I ran to the board
But didn’t see my poems
I was dejected
Were my poems bad?
Were my poems really that bad?
I will never ever put
A poem written
On a small sheet of paper
Inside the box
I promised myself
The next day
I just went to see
What poems had been put up
And there it was
The poems written by me!