Oh how my hours drag and creep
As my ass tires upon this seat.
No mercy is given to me by time
who’s benefit is only rhyme.
I plead and beg that time will pass
That I may leave this God forsaken class.
My attention turns to clock
that for a moment
I believe has stopped.
But the second-hand ticks once more
And I sit here for ever more
And I sit here for ever more.

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