So this assignment sure is hard and stiff,
And writing stuff like this brings dragon tears.
I’m close to chucking pages down a cliff,
But now I’m done I think I’ll shout some cheers!
My brain is fried and all in turmoiled grief,
Like blood-red sausage frying hot in flames,
Or maybe just like a slab of juicy beef…
(Professor Nate sure does like to play mean games).
A sorry, ragtag bunch we sure do make,
With slouching backs and puffy blood-shot eyes,
Our fingers stiff, and now our heads do ache.
We’re up all night, chock-full of feeble tries.
Now I’m the last to go as normal (true!)
I’ll tell this tale of woe, farewell… Adieu!
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