Poem -
cheating

The clock was ticking--tick, tick, tick. He was running out of time. "What's the answer? What's the answer?" The boy thought. Tapping his pencil against his desk--tap, tap, tap. "What could t be? What could it be?" Tick tock, tick tock," the clock taunted. With no choice left he slowly looked over....
to the next desk.
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