Sitting in class
Dreaming of bass
waiting for her to stop talking
so that i can start walking
my minds going blank
the waters been drank
my pretzels are gone
why does this feel so wrong?
my notes are nonexistent
yet the teacher..shes so persistent
Ive tried so hard
but its like eating lard
so i sit here and stare
out the window so bare
the trucks on I-40
whizing by with a roar-ty?
wishing i was with beth
so i wont feel like death
but instead i remamain
in the misery of disdain
soon to be dooped
in the science of cultural anthropological poop
but hey you know?
you gotta take your gen-eds right?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Im sick..............so is my girlfriend............someday soon we will feel better.............love to all..............the end.