I was almost late to Latin today,

Didn't hear the bell at lunch,
Didn't bother rushing.
I wasn't tardy though,
Just took my seat.

Mr. Monson had us correct homework,
Fill in the blank and translate.
I forgot to translate, I don't read directions so good,
Managed to get a 5 out of 35.
Eheu!
But really, I didn't care.

Mr. Monson let me collect
The green correction pens
He lends.

Then we took a pop quiz,
Jessica the sophmore had already warned us
'Bout it.
We don't usually take pop quizes,
But today we did.
I aced it, passed with flying colors,
I know my verb endings perfectly.
-o/m, -s, -t, -mus, -tis, -nt.

We proceeded to finish
Our long, made-for-tv special
On how smart the Romans were,
How they were way underestimated in their
Roman brainpower.
We learned about their lightning rods
And the Baghdad Battery,
Which Mr. Monson thought would make
A great rock band name.

After it was over,
There was a short special on
Flamenco,
Which I thought might have been Latin,
But wasn't.
A lady from Spain
Explained all about it
And clicked her heels across the dance floor
And told us that Americans are now getting out
Their feelings through flamenco
More then ever.
It was great.

But then it cut to the Pink Panther,
And Mr. Monson went to turn it off,
While we begged to watch it,
And he said,
okayjusthisoneepisode.

We watched the Pink Panther
Run around the house
With a dog chasing after him
And a dad that keeps sticking him back in
His toy chest.
All the while
That Pink Panther song
Playing in the background.

Then Mr. Monson thought he could
Just stop the video halfway through
And chat about ancient electricity,
And we groaned and reviewed,
Then told him that we had horrible childhoods,
No one ever showed us Pink Panther.
Woe is us.
Beth piped in
That we are technically learning about our heritage,
Seeing as we're panthers and all.

So we did,
Watch the show, that is.
Pink Panther got chased more,
Something with a sandwich
And we didn't finish it,
And then the bell rang again,
And I was off.