thoughts
I'm in the middle of making some executive decisions about this livejournal, which may soon be abandoning all meaningful content whatsoever and returning to its more successful duty of talking about things like boogers and waffles. in the spirit of which, I give you this poem which I have just now written while doing my homework for senior seminar.
eske eske you're not fair
the only thing I like about you is your hair
if you criticise everything your students do
they'll start writing angry poems about you
and if you don't like Brian Webb
you're an idiot.
This poem was written deliberately bad, to echo the agony of having to sit through three hours of a class that is also bad.
eske eske you're not fair
the only thing I like about you is your hair
if you criticise everything your students do
they'll start writing angry poems about you
and if you don't like Brian Webb
you're an idiot.
This poem was written deliberately bad, to echo the agony of having to sit through three hours of a class that is also bad.