By: Rachael Tan

I’m so bored of being bored,

just like a broken record.

I’d like to learn an instrument,

and do something magnificent.

I’d like to light up your year,

and make an audience cheer.

But I don’t have no prelude,

or an exciting mood.

Just me on a cold autumn day

Typing these ways.

I am bored out of my mind.

And a bucket list awaits,

Teach a dog to play chess,

Or a cat to know your address.

I scrape off burnt toast,

as I look into the coast.

On a freezing Monday morning,

I approach with no warning,

For I want to see wonders,

And no more weird blunders.