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English or Bust

Sitting in class
Listening to the teachings
Me comprehending
Not a word the prof is speaking
Leaning in closely now
I make out a word
“Java” he says!
I shout “that’s absurd!”
Why you might ask?
Because it’s the first word I have heard
Taking this class
Paying thousands of dollars
For such bad service
Makes me want to holler
You know if this were a restaurant
The only tip he would see
Would be a hand written note
“Learn English or go back to your own country!”

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2 Responses to “English or Bust”

  1. Wow, that was deep. I could feel the exstential powers dripping from that poem. And I love how you connected the struggles of man to a hard of hearing…::snap:: ::snap:: ::snap:: ::snap::

  2. DER GLOPENSTEIL! DER GLOPENSTIEIL!

    (If you are who I think you are, you might remember that little ditty, if I’m even spelling it right.)

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