Tagarchief: Kenn Nesbitt

Falling asleep in class (Kenn Nesbitt)


I fell asleep in class today,
as I was awfully bored.
I laid my head upon my desk
and closed my eyes and snored.

I woke to find a piece of paper
sticking to my face.
I’d slobbered on my textbooks,
And my hair was a disgrace.

My clothes were badly rumpled,
and my eyes were glazed and red.
My binder left a three-ring
indentation in my head.

I slept through class, and probably
I would have slept some more,
except my students woke me
as they headed out the door.

(Bron: Ik las met de klas een heerlijk gedicht – Honderd jaargangen Levende Talen/Vereniging van Leraren in Levende Talen)