Day 44: Specials

Subbed for a gym teacher today. Saw this kid in every class. Used to be me.

Specials
By Batsheva 1/14/10

Oh no!
Oh no!
It's gym class!
I know I'm gonna
Get picked last
Every time I do, it seems
When they're up there
Choosing teams
And when we have to
Get in pairs
I always end up
Getting stares
Because there's never
Any doubt
That I will be
The odd one out
Can't throw a ball
Can't catch a pass
No wonder they all
Pick me last
I'm terrible
I hate it so
Oh please, oh please
Don't make me go
I'm feeling sick
Think it's the flu
And look, I'm missing
My left gym shoe
I just can't go
I'm 'bout to cry
I really wish that
I could die

Hey, wait a sec
What's that you say?
You say we're having
ART today?
Well hurry up!
Let's go!
Hooray!

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Oh yuck!
Oh ick!
I'm feeling sick!
Today we're having art
I just wish it wouldn't start
I've no artistic skill
It really makes me ill
'Can't draw a straight line
That talent's not mine
My ceramic pot looked like a blob
When it comes to art
I'm just a slob
Oh, please tell me
Why must I go
When they know
I hate it so?

Art class makes me feel so grim. . .
What's that?
You say we're having gym?
Well, how about that?
I'll see you at bat!
Hooray! Hooray!
P.E. today!