A poem for my brother, the Doodlebug.

I'm a doodle doodlebug
And I doodle everyday
The teacher says to stop
But my pen will not obey
I need to pay attention,
I know this is the case
But if I can't doodle on my paper,
I might just doodle on my face.
And that would be distracting
To see my face covered in ink.
So please be understanding
And look past my doodling.


I wrote this for my little brother. He has a very unfortunate habit of doodling in class. Thank goodness he has the talent to justify it.