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Apology to a Professor

Qacer

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Apology to a Professor
by B.D. Lazar
1971 South Florida Review

Each eyeball is burnt with a lighted match;
My Wooden legs' screws are loose and
Keep coming undone at the knees or the ankles
And my ears keep unplugging their hearing aid
And I really don't care what you say,
You great pompous ass,
With all your screws tightened
And a Salem Spring behind your eyes
And your electrified mind which keeps
Trying to shock me into speech ---
But you'll never get me to talk.
The hinges of my mouth are non-operative;
And You'll never succeed;
I'm melting into the seat
And the next time you look at me
I'll be over the floor
And you will never see me;
I'm looking at you and you know
That I'm not looking at you;
My red eyes meets your blue one
And the two just don't mix anymore.
Ha ha "Sorry"

 
Drugs? Who says anything about drugs? LOL! The author is obviously writing about his experience in a very, very "interesting" class.
Come on, folks! I'm sure you've experienced what the author wrote about many times.
 
Originally posted by: Qacer
Drugs? Who says anything about drugs? LOL! The author is obviously writing about his experience in a very, very "interesting" class.
Come on, folks! I'm sure you've experienced what the author wrote about many times.
Actually, no.
 
Originally posted by: badmouse
Originally posted by: Qacer
Drugs? Who says anything about drugs? LOL! The author is obviously writing about his experience in a very, very "interesting" class.
Come on, folks! I'm sure you've experienced what the author wrote about many times.
Actually, no.

Really? You must be the perfect student. :cookie: I've had really boring professors in the past that made me substitute their lectures with daydreaming. Sometimes I just stare at the text on the board and see nothing. Sometimes the professor talks non-stop in a monotonic voice, and I just let their speech go in from one ear and out of the other.

 
Originally posted by: Qacer
Originally posted by: badmouse
Originally posted by: Qacer
Drugs? Who says anything about drugs? LOL! The author is obviously writing about his experience in a very, very "interesting" class.
Come on, folks! I'm sure you've experienced what the author wrote about many times.
Actually, no.

Really? You must be the perfect student. :cookie: I've had really boring professors in the past that made me substitute their lectures with daydreaming. Sometimes I just stare at the text on the board and see nothing. Sometimes the professor talks non-stop in a monotonic voice, and I just let their speech go in from one ear and out of the other.

Ever try coffee in the morning?

I took a morning college class 3 years ago,at age 43,the teacher could have been more alive;
it was about Diesel engines,and I ended up with an "A",
Thanks God for Coffee,though. 😉
 
Ever try coffee in the morning?

I took a morning college class 3 years ago,at age 43,the teacher could have been more alive;
it was about Diesel engines,and I ended up with an "A",
Thanks God for Coffee,though. 😉


I'm not that much of a coffee person. Plus, for some reason it doesn't have that much of an effect on me. I tried drinking more than a few cups once, and it made me want to spit it out -- from my other end. Hehehe.

One of the methods that I tried to stay awake in class was pinching myself. But that only left red marks on my skin. I still managed to doze off for a few seconds in odd intervals during the lecture.


 
Originally posted by: Qacer
Ever try coffee in the morning?

I took a morning college class 3 years ago,at age 43,the teacher could have been more alive;
it was about Diesel engines,and I ended up with an "A",
Thanks God for Coffee,though. 😉


I'm not that much of a coffee person. Plus, for some reason it doesn't have that much of an effect on me. I tried drinking more than a few cups once, and it made me want to spit it out -- from my other end. Hehehe.

One of the methods that I tried to stay awake in class was pinching myself. But that only left red marks on my skin. I still managed to doze off for a few seconds in odd intervals during the lecture.

Dr. Pepper ++
 
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