Friday, December 01, 2006

Ode to my thesis

You leave me feeling confused,
I hate to say it but sometimes even used.
You still don't have a puropse or a name,
And I end up thinking: GET OUT OF MY BRAIN!
Why do you feel the need to swallow me whole,
I never expected that to be your role.
The end is nowhere near,
Screw this, I'm going for a beer.

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