School is finally over,

What a blast!

So now I can sit back and laugh

So now let me tell you a story,

Of a year on computers for class

It’s eight in the morning,

Or should I call it mourning

For the day was sad

Like the one before and after that

Mum says I should be glad

But I’d just shake my head and laugh

I don’t care if I sound like a stinkin’ rat

Cause school is boring, and that’s a fact

But here I am, listening In class

The teacher going on, repeating her facts

When suddenly I sat back and frowned

‘If I wanna pass, I’d have to give it a chance’

So I’d stand up and give it a shot,

I listened, talked and wrote.

For once, the place I had called ‘boring’

I now found I was adoring.

So here folks, is the tale

Of long online hours and many fails,

For as much I might have disliked it

I’d found soon I’d come to like.