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POETRY BOOK TWO: Dog Grrl!
The Teaching Assistant's Lament

Monday’s students have no brains,
Tuesday’s sections went insane,
Wednesday’s chargers do not read,
And Thursday’s are not up to speed;
On Fridays, they’re all at the beach,
While Saturdays I do not teach…
Yet students on the Sabbath day
Make up for their week-long play,
Getting tanned out in the clover,
Detoxifying a hangover,
So that by Monday they appear
The simple minds I hold so dear!

|| My Poetry ||