You come to class thinking you’re prepared

Till the teacher yells “ i’m checking homework”

You frightly look up at the board that glared  

“Homework page seven” your head took a jerk

Flashing your book open to page seven

You look down the page to see nothing there

Unknowing you grab the pages given

Writing down random answers in despair

The teacher now walks up next to your desk

You pray she doesn't check your answers

Her eyes read the pages, she knowing you guessed

She yells “pop quiz thanks to Mr. Anders ”

My heart sunk underneath my assigned seat

Now I just gotta find a way to cheat