Sharpen, Sharpen, Sharpen
A Pencil-Sharpener Poem
From the book When the Teacher Isn't Looking
Sharpen, sharpen, sharpen.
I crank the handle fast.
Sharpen, sharpen, sharpen.
Until it’s sharp at last.
Scribble, scribble, scribble.
Hey wait! It still won’t write.
Sharpen, sharpen, sharpen.
I crank with all my might.
Sharpen, sharpen, sharpen.
It must be done, I guess.
Scribble, scribble, dribble.
Oh goodness, what a mess!
Darn it, darn it, darn it.
I guess I’ll start again.
Teacher! Teacher! Teacher!
I need another pen.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2005. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 2
Topics: School Poems
Poetic Techniques: Imagery, Irony, Narrative Poems, Repetition
Word Count: 72
From the book When the Teacher Isn't Looking
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