Pre-Calculus Class

I sit here in pre-calc doing no work.

The problem is the problems’ lack of pain.

This even caused the teacher to remark

“There is a chance that I’m boring your brains.”


So problem after problem do I browse

They taint the pages with simplicity

No functions make cerebral functions rouse

Instead the problems sit there boring me


I watch the ticker tick as time goes by

At six-fourths PI L it moves each minute

And though it’s said that time knows how to fly

During this class it decided to sit


This was supposed to be my hardest class

Instead I sit here waiting for the brass.

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