Well I am 8 hours and 14 minutes into my 20 hour all night/all day shift. I'm listening to what I believe is the Mormon Tabernacle Choir on a polka streaming websight. Don't ask. I'm about to change it. Which I just did. Now I'm listening to a gospel quartet. Friday was the last day of classes. Something happened in Greek class...I have immortalized it in the form of a poem. (first a pause to listen to the bass singer do a solo.) So that music was putting to sleep. I switched to...well it was "In the Mood" played on the accordion...interesting...now it is some mariachi...La Puerta Negra. But the poem...
The fly landed on my paper
I was ready for a caper
Greek class was getting long
I was waiting for the bell to gong
And when that fly had landed
I thought some fun to me was handed
My hand crept up to it
The fly my finger hit
It flew in an arc
My what a lark
It hit Ben in the arm
You can be sure I meant no harm
Ben didn't know what was going on
He covered his mouth with a yawn
The fly was no more
And Greek was soon 'ore.
So that was it...it provided me with some amusement...and all of you with a poem to deride and make fun of...is that redundant? We learned about something called reduplication in Greek...now if that isn't reredundant I don't know what is.....till next time I'll be around and busy....
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20 hour shift?
So when do you plan on sleeping?
As for your comment on my blog...
After church.
I plan on sleeping as soon as I get out of this shack.:)
uhm, in the derision category: your poem has no meter, and it's not in Hebrew, so that's unaccepted. I give you a 65 on the rough draft, now make it better!
But it did amuse me. :)
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