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10/06/2010

Poems for METE 2020

METE 2020 is my least favorite class this semester--an "introduction class" to all of the other classes I've already taken. I have just missed it every semester, and am finally taking it in my LAST semester.

The real reason I don't like it, however, is that the teacher... drones. On and on. I've started writing poems in the margins of my notes.

Here's a limerick:
My prof. has a monotone voice
It's just that I don't have much choice
For graduate, I must
Or my education is bust
When the hour's up we all will rejoice.

And here's a haiku:

I don't understand.
What is he talking about?
I want to go home.

I might share more in the weeks ahead.

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