My teacher spoke up, so all could hear,
"Class, we are coming up on
One hundred days into the school year!
Your Hundred Day projects are due tomorrow."
And I worked on it, I swear....
I had a hundred noodles
Glued to a board
But then it rained
And they dropped off of their own accord
I lined up a hundred chocolate chips
In rows two by two
Then the sun came out
And melted them to goo
Put a hundred beans in a jar
But overnight they sprouted
Carrying my bed up oh so far
And so I pouted
But not for long
For I spied gnomes
A hundred strong
All carrying sparkling combs!
I ran the other way
Reached into my pocket pulling out one hundred jacks
I threw them behind me
The gnomes tripped and fell in stacks
But the one hundred sparkling combs just kept coming
Enchantment pushing them on
Combing their way steadily towards me
I found a hole in the cloud, and was gone
Hurtling downwards at one hundred miles per hour
I spread my arms and sprouted one hundred feathers
And soared towards my hundred foot tower
Landing with toe tickling lightness
I sat down on my bed and had a think
It was almost time to go to school
To scrub myself one hundred times till pink
Gather my things and go
Still not having my project done.
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