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Procrastination Poem

Poetry By: Ousma

A fun, humorous ditty that I think any hard working student with a dream can appreciate :) It was fun to write, and I hope it's fun to read.

Submitted:Feb 24, 2012    Reads: 302    Comments: 10    Likes: 5   

I do not want to do homework!

Two essays by Monday, you ask

Such a tedious, boring task

On America's smoggy industrial histories

On top of worksheets full

Of logarithms and matrices

A paper dancing with symbols and numbers

With every new Pre-Calc term I learn

I just feel excessively dumber!

Oh, the hours I waste, toiling away

With headaches and pots of coffee to achieve

Stellar grades on material to be forgotten a year from today

I have great purple mountains

Against prismacolor sunsets on my mind

Visions of summer paradises with sparkling fountains

Begging to be written on any scrap I can find

Fantastical worlds of crystalline imagery

Powerful renditions of a childhood memory

But alas! I have homework!

I do not want to do homework!

Please complete this packet on Edgar Allen Poe

A master of written wonders, he is, I know!

I just took a book of his from the library

To read when I am free

The first to borrow it, since 1993!

Oh yes, do not doubt, I will read Poe

It is not he that is the foe

The endless packet of questions you added is the enemy!

Determined to ruin the experience for me!

Oh I retaliate!

Oh I fall into such distress!

My desire to feed my puppy a textbook, I confess!

Oh, how my heart crumbles

Listening to my pen and notebook cry

Hurt and rejected form neglect

I toss my assigned papers in the air, shouting "why, why, why!"

My future consists of expelling ink

Piles of notebooks full of my poetic muses and what I think

I'll work to the bone to see them hit the press

My greatest dream, I must confess!

I do not want to do homework!

It drains and kills my precious time

That I could have put into this delicious dream of mine

Yet the more I despair, the more you assign!

Oh, confound you, I'll run away!

I'll pack my bags and go without further delay!

I'll get off the whispering train and settle down

In a quiet, warm, friendly town

With streets full of singing bards, performers, and poets

And great vast libraries with endless collections

Next door to cozy caf├ęs for reading and reflections

Here, I'll be at home, I know it!

I do not want to do homework,

But the truth is, if you must have it

This rhyme will not make that bottomless backpack go away

This poem is a result of my procrastinating habit

I must buckle down and spend the rest of today

On that accursed homework, dag nabbit!

And alas, my poor notebook must wait on a dusty shelf

Crying and lonely as it spends the whole rainy day by itself


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