A Poem for a Semester
No more patience,
I hate this class
All the questions
I’ll kick their ass
Why don’t people understand this shit?
It’s the simple people I’d like to hit
All the dumb questions people ask,
I need a drink, where’s my flask?
I can’t handle this
All they do is moan and piss
The teacher is smart, Mr. Dennis Lee
Why can’t they sit and listen quietly?
What would I do without my classmate friends
We try to make it through the class, until it ends
I stamp my foot, I throw my pen, I complain in someone’s ear
I just can not wait until we have made it through the year
Couldn’t guess we’ve learned so much to date
Ya know… we’ve all got a sphincter, we can ALL relate
You’d never know that we have learned some of this before
Soon I’m gonna snap, you’ll see me headed for the door
I wait for break, I cannot wait, I’m getting kinda mad
But when I complain, I can’t deny, I feel a little bad
But there’s always an exception to the rule, it never can be beat
And I don’t think it relates to how the Asians cut their meat
I appreciate the class notes being sent
But sometimes I just have to vent
I’ll stop now that this has been said
And go back to venting in my head
Robyn Ellis 2005
