As class begins, my boredom sets in,
I’m fighting a battle I can’t seem to win...
I hate Google maps
I love to discover...
Hiccup
Makes you shut up...
I stalk the aisles for a magic potion
A mask, a cream, a wonder lotion...
Angry fire, hungry,
when lacking what to engulf...
Last night I partied
Came home late...
Sitting by my desk
is it a bore, my friend? Is it only a chore...
She comes every other month
Maybe every two if I play my cards right...
Moderation is the only thing I do in moderation...
The diet
Standing in the kitchen...
A-ring, A-ding ding,
Who could it be...
I open sleep filled eyes and the scent of you...
It lingers and torments beckons me from the bed...