Wednesday, January 31, 2007

an assassin in the making :)

A while back it was the professor's voice,
Now it's just white noise.
Am I actually expected to get his point?
I'd rather go n smoke a joint.
Nah I can't do that, I got work to do.
Deadlines around the corner, days are very few.
Deadlines! Oh how they bug!
Someone please hand me a beer mug.
The poem doesn't make sense, it's so messed up.
But at least it makes it clear that my brain's fucked up!
The lecture time is over, he's still not done!
Forget the beer mug, just gimme a shot gun!

1 comment:

Vaidehi said...

Loved it. I can empathize with you.