Homework
Here is a wonderful poem written by Babcock's own Joey Rogan:
Ode to Homework
It’s four in the morning,
Of a day that was jammed,
With Halo and Football,
And Ramen in hand.
I did nothing today,
But sleep and relax,
If I was Amish,
I would have played Jacks.
So as I sit,
And reminisce,
I think about,
The great things I’ve missed.
While I did nothing,
And took my time,
My fellow classmates,
Did the homework assigned.
O homework put off,
I despise thee so dearly,
I have never hated another,
Not even close nor nearly.
Homework so bitter,
Corrupt, and unjust,
You wretched excuse,
To gain a teacher’s trust,
You take painstaking hours,
From my oh so short youth,
If you were food or drink
I would most certainly spew.
If you were a drug,
I would likely be stoned,
A case full of beers,
Some random chick would get boned.
So I say screw you damn homework,
For keeping me up at night,
You were born the whore of existence,
Who has never been tight.
Rogan
Ode to Homework
It’s four in the morning,
Of a day that was jammed,
With Halo and Football,
And Ramen in hand.
I did nothing today,
But sleep and relax,
If I was Amish,
I would have played Jacks.
So as I sit,
And reminisce,
I think about,
The great things I’ve missed.
While I did nothing,
And took my time,
My fellow classmates,
Did the homework assigned.
O homework put off,
I despise thee so dearly,
I have never hated another,
Not even close nor nearly.
Homework so bitter,
Corrupt, and unjust,
You wretched excuse,
To gain a teacher’s trust,
You take painstaking hours,
From my oh so short youth,
If you were food or drink
I would most certainly spew.
If you were a drug,
I would likely be stoned,
A case full of beers,
Some random chick would get boned.
So I say screw you damn homework,
For keeping me up at night,
You were born the whore of existence,
Who has never been tight.
Rogan