Grunt and growl,
Hoot and howl:
These sounds are inspired
By the immovable bowel.
Tag Archives: Frustration
Four hours later…
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The Term Paper Poem
Were I to write this poem
Like an academic paper
I would start by saying what I want to say.
I would then go into the body
Of the work in which I write
What I’ve said, but in many different ways.
It goes on like this for a while,
Me saying what I’ve said
And comparing to what others said before.
Then I’d conclude this poem
By summing what I said I’d say,
And that’s why academia’s such a bore.
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B-Team
I’m tired of B-team,
But that’s who I am.
I’m a win-silver human,
A second-place Sam.
I’m tired of B-team,
The farm team, the student.
I’m sick of “you’ll get there.”
“Stick with it.” “Be prudent.”
I’m tired of B-team,
Backup, JV.
I’m ready for bigger,
To live and to be.
I’m tired of B-team,
But I’ll change how I see.
I’m not best at that,
But I’m the very best me.
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