I am a back bencher.
I prefer to sit at the last seat.
I try never to let the teacher get bothered by me,
And my notebooks are always kept very neat.
I can use one notebook through out the year,
And still it will not be complete.
The ending pages will definitely have scores of sketches,
I belong to a class, very elite.
Generally, I am not found in any class.
Even if I am there, I am not seen.
Mostly sleeping, sometimes playing,
That is how I have always been.
I don’t think about the future.
Present is all for me.
My father is always angry about my complaints,
Oh! Let him be.
Year long, I enjoy myself thoroughly.
But get busy during the examinations.
My photocopy bills soar high and high,
My cramming speed goes far beyond imagination.
I scrape off my brain to get passing marks.
And then my dad becomes the avenger.
But there is no effect on me, I remain the same,
Because, I am a back bencher.