And the Answer Is...?

by: Carol Diggory Shields

Teacher, please don't look at me -

The answer is a mystery.

I'm staring into empty air,

I'm sliding underneath my chair.

I'm making myself very small,

I wish I wasn't here at all.

Teacher, teacher, pass me by,

Please pick on some other guy.

Teacher, teacher, call on me -

I know the answer, can't you see?

This one's a wrap, a snap, a breeze.

Just look in my direction, please!

I'm almost bouncing off my chair,

I'm waving both hands in the air.

Teacher, teacher, ask me first,

'Cause if you don't I think I'll burst.