I'm feeling quite bored
I don't know what to do
I'm twiddling my fingers
And all my toes too
Outside it is raining
I'm stuck fast inside
And it's really quite boring
Many things I have tried
I stare out the window
I stare at the floor
I would read a book
But I've read it before
I would find my duster
And get housework all done
But I did it last month
And it's really no fun
There's also no visitors
Who knock on my door
I'll stroll to the hallway
Then stroll back once more
I count all my pictures
I count twenty two!
I tidy my sock drawer
For something to do
But wait, I know something
To pass all this time
I'll get me some paper
And write me a rhyme
But what will I write
My new poem about?
I don't have much time now
To work it all out
A poem of nature?
Or maybe of gold?
Or one of great heroes
The legends have told
But wait, I've an idea!
I can start on some words
I'll write all about
What it's like to be bored!
