My name rang thru the classroom.

Bouncing off the teachers tongue,beckoning me to my doom.

“Answer number three on the board please” the teacher spat like a viper,
if she expected me to have my work complete, she could have spoken a little nicer.

As I departed from my seat, half the class still snored.
It wasn’t rocket science to figure-out everyone was bored.

At the board. The whole class was stareing at me now.
So I picked up a Dry Erase Marker and scribbled the problem down.

-3/8=-24

This question was so simple, but I couldn’t think straight to figure it out!
Even though this scene is just a dusty memory, it still makes me puff and pout!