The daily life of a procrastinating student (2007)
I cannot concentrate, with an empty stomach
Food makes me become erudite.
A host of words, I have to study
Like a gelatinous salp, I feel inside.
I ran to the kitchen, a few minutes ago
Time ticking on as I procrastinate
A dictionary, encyclopedia and varsity textbooks
I think I'll go and check on my flatmate...
I have now had my fill and socialized
Took an hour of power nap and slept
I think I feel ready to pick up my books
Oh, No, I have only thirty minutes left!
*This poem was written when I took part in a group called Word Expo, basically using the weekly words to write something, I used all the words below
* erudite
* flatmate
* host
* ran
* salp
* stomach
* study
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