A Drowsy Session

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Okay, so there was this one time I was in class and the teacher was so dull that I couldn't help myself but write about it. After all, poetry gives solace at all times... Haha!

 A Drowsy Session 

Drowsy, her lessons a lullaby
Can't wait to bid her goodbye
It's the truth, why should I lie?
I hate her sessions, on her I can't rely!
Right now, she sits in front, her head held up high
As I stare out of the window nigh
So interesting suddenly became the sky!


(Written on 25th January,2013 at 3pm during a class)