Lecture Notes

Drone of his voice Thrum of the pen Deeply relaxing Makes me ask when Can I go home To my bed Long over due Just missed what he said Hungry as hell And sleepy beyond Getting annoyed By the chatty blond If I had one wish She would not speak Voice so shrill Annoying shriek Interrupting the droning Disrupting all thought Ruined this poem It’s all for naught I lost the point I had for this Thoughts now include Her and an abyss Throw her in In, I say While writing this I think it may Finally be time For him to say We’ll leave it there Have a good day