A Poem by Robyn Ellis

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?

8am 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