Homework Stew
I cooked my Math book in broth and stirred it to steaming froth.
I threw in papers-pencils too to make a pot of homework stew.
I turned the flame up nice and hot and tossed my binder in the pot.
I sprinkled in my book report with colored markers by the quart.
Despite its putrid, noxious gas, I proudly took my stew to class and though the smell was so grotesque.
I set it on my teacher's desk. My teacher said,'You're quite a chef still you're going to get an F.
I didn't ask for 'Homework stew'. I said,"Tomorrow, homework's due."
