Friday, March 6, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Annoying math teacher...
Math homework's more difficult
If you don't know the concepts.
It can be more frustrating
When the teacher gives insults
Telling you that you're inept
While she herself's complaining
"Didn't finish the problem?
Do it tonight for homework!"
So now I'm calculating
Every single one of them
And me this homework does irk-
Now it is she I'm hating!
So please Ms. Hagler, for tomorrow night
Give less work so I won't complain or fight.
Sorry if this sucks, it's really hard to write 7 syllable lines in a 1-2-3 1-2 1-2 pattern so I've tried my best.
I gave up with the couplet here so deal with the iambic pentameter.
If you don't know the concepts.
It can be more frustrating
When the teacher gives insults
Telling you that you're inept
While she herself's complaining
"Didn't finish the problem?
Do it tonight for homework!"
So now I'm calculating
Every single one of them
And me this homework does irk-
Now it is she I'm hating!
So please Ms. Hagler, for tomorrow night
Give less work so I won't complain or fight.
Sorry if this sucks, it's really hard to write 7 syllable lines in a 1-2-3 1-2 1-2 pattern so I've tried my best.
I gave up with the couplet here so deal with the iambic pentameter.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Complain, complain. That's all I ever do.
I've beeen waiting for the pleasure of senioritis since freshman year and somehow I've been guilted into doing all of my homework. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Why can't I slack off like everyone else?
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Angst Sonnet
Today's sonnet's personal.
I fucked up big time 'cuz I told a lie-
I told it to a girl I used to trust.
But what she did has somehow made me cry
And I hope that others will treat me just.
For though appalling my actions may be,
to me betrayal is a crime far worse.
Well, take for truth this lie I told did she...
I asked her not to tell- that was my curse.
Now three days later everyone's found out
For two she's told and they've told all the rest
And soon found out she who the lie's about
So I must sit here and clean up this mess.
The moral here is lying's asinine,
But divulging friends' secrets is a crime.
I fucked up big time 'cuz I told a lie-
I told it to a girl I used to trust.
But what she did has somehow made me cry
And I hope that others will treat me just.
For though appalling my actions may be,
to me betrayal is a crime far worse.
Well, take for truth this lie I told did she...
I asked her not to tell- that was my curse.
Now three days later everyone's found out
For two she's told and they've told all the rest
And soon found out she who the lie's about
So I must sit here and clean up this mess.
The moral here is lying's asinine,
But divulging friends' secrets is a crime.
Monday, March 2, 2009
A snow day sonnet
When there's nothing to do I like to write
An Elizabethan Sonnet or two,
And since the snow has painted the ground white
I sit at home and this is what I do.
Well, for the show I've acts to memorize
And still there's physics homework to complete
So maybe writing sonnets isn't wise
But the room with the desk doesn't have heat.
So here I sit and I procrastinate
And maybe later I'll do my homework.
The view of the snow from this window's great
So maybe I'll do work when it gets dark.
Shit, here's the couplet. Well, this sonnet's done...
I guess now it's time to get off my bum.
An Elizabethan Sonnet or two,
And since the snow has painted the ground white
I sit at home and this is what I do.
Well, for the show I've acts to memorize
And still there's physics homework to complete
So maybe writing sonnets isn't wise
But the room with the desk doesn't have heat.
So here I sit and I procrastinate
And maybe later I'll do my homework.
The view of the snow from this window's great
So maybe I'll do work when it gets dark.
Shit, here's the couplet. Well, this sonnet's done...
I guess now it's time to get off my bum.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
The ridiculosity is absurd!
I've heard some ridiculous words.
But these are the ridickest.
sartorial: adj. Of or relating to tailoring.
uxorial: adj. Of, relating to, or characteristic of a wife.
tatterdemalion: n. A person dressed in tattered clothing.
shibboleth: n. Any word or phrase that can be used to distinguish members of a group from outsiders.
It's ridic.
But these are the ridickest.
sartorial: adj. Of or relating to tailoring.
uxorial: adj. Of, relating to, or characteristic of a wife.
tatterdemalion: n. A person dressed in tattered clothing.
shibboleth: n. Any word or phrase that can be used to distinguish members of a group from outsiders.
It's ridic.
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