There were five minutes left in class,
and Clay had made six widgets.
He created an extra one to replace
its electricity-fried comrade.
With four minutes left in class,
Clay rushed to hide the widgets.
He stuck one between some
With three minutes left in class,
he shoved one into Nick’s hunk of uneaten biscuit.
With two minutes left in class,
he slid one
into our teacher’s desk drawer.
With one minute left in class,
he dumped the others into another drawer
containing keys detached from keyboards.
When the bell rang,
I took a few of the widgets.