ProCrasstheNation

I’m sharing a piece done by a friend. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. He asked that the only attribution be:

“SOTSOG”

Stopping by Some Words on a Term Paper Evening

Whose words these are I think I know

He did not ever get tenure, though

He will not see me Googling him here

To watch his citation count sadly grow.

My old Mac Book must think it queer

To stop without a wi-fi near

Between my shoulders my back does ache

Because I let my deadline draw near

He lets his battery case vibrate

To ask if there is some update

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of icy winds on campus concrete

These words are lovely, dark and deep

But I have hypotheses o’er which to weep

And ..oh ..$&!@loads of pages to write before I sleep

And lots of lovely references to keep.