"Tardy"
By Andrew

I enter my classroom just after the bell
And wonder, why must I go through all this hell?
I sit at my desk and I silently pray,
Please God, my teacher, to me nothing say.
"Young man," will they say as they ponder my fate,
"What is the reason you always are late?"
"Dear teachers," say I, "have mercy on me,
A servant so lowly for you I must be.
I sit nearly silent and quietly wait,
Ready for you to assign me my fate.
Your power is godly and that's all I fear,
And so next to you will I stay and adhere.
So hear you my plea, O you great godly creature,
Have mercy on me, O divine school teacher."