I’m so bored,

Have nothing to do.

I’ve been staring at walls

Like a wicked shrew.

I think and think,

Staring at something blue.

Not that I mean to stare,

I know it’s rude.

I can’t even write,

My letters a squiggle.

My imagination running wild,

I let out a giggle.

I am so bored,

I roll around the floor.

Hey,

This is kind of fun.

What was I so bored for?