Poem #2 from High School

Here is another fabulous poem that I composed in high school. As you can see, child prodigy. But I still think it's pretty funny.

Question Five, Section Three of the Horrible SAT

I almost fell asleep
on question five, section three of the horrible SAT.
It was the problem about the train
that only travels through tests
leaving Station ACT at three
only to arrive at Station SAT at quarter to nine.

The least they could do is thrown in a train robbery,
so we could report time delay A, B, or C to the HSPT,
or maybe two trains can collide,
or they can add an off-track suicide.

Or maybe they must change the problem completely so I can relate,
like a count of the number of people asleep
during question five, section three of the horrible SAT,
the one about the train tooting along successfully
at some constant rate.

But if they're trying to be realistic,
those SAT folks,
they made that train rate so constant,
all the life passing by through the windows
near my seat,
I could swear the whole thing was rocking me
slowly to sleep.