September 19, 2010

Homework! Oh, Homework!

Homework! Oh, homework!
I hate you! You stink!
I wish I could wash you
away in the sink.
If only a bomb
would blow you to bits.
Homework! Oh, homework!
You're giving me fits.

I'd rather take a bath
with a man eating shark,
or wrestle a lion
alone in the dark,
eat spinach an liver,
pet ten porcupines,
than tackle the homework
my teacher assigns.

Homework! Oh, homework!
You're last on my list.
I simply can't see
why you even exist.
If you just dissappeared
it would tickle me pink.
Homework! Oh, Homework!
I hate you! You stink!

– Jack Prelutsky


Today is my day to tackle as much work as I possibly can before my brain explodes. I have 5 assignments due this week, despite it being the second week of classes. And I'll have 5 assignments due every week of the term, as the life of a mathematical physics student has every course providing them with a weekly assignment. Silly poems about homework hatred are necessary for both sanity and survival.

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