Squinty eyes see the hours creep
I make some coffee, a double shot
I burn my tongue, it's oh-so-hot
My tongue is throbbing, my head is too
My thoughts bounce 'round like a kangaroo
I must stay focused, I'm almost done
Nine pages down, I just lack one
The sun comes up, my eyelids shut
Two hours later, alarm wakes me up
No time to shower, I'm on my way
A 9AM class on a Wednesday
"Here's my paper," to the teacher I speak
"Keep it," she says, "It's not due 'til next week!"
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