George, Forge & Penguins (sorry, the last one was a mess-up)

At my school last Tuesday,

We had a special guest.

The president, the president *!*

Had come to see our best.

After all the emotions died down,

It really was a bore.

We waited over an hour,

Till he walked through the door.

He only stayed a minute or two

out of the entire day.

The worst part is he didn't care

'Bout anything we had to say.

That day in class, I learned this fact,

It gave me "quite a shock."

Out of all the forms we'd gotten,

My freind had forged the lot!

So now I'm lying in my room,

Spilling all my hear,

To stuffed Phillipe, my penguin,

And his little brother Bart.