i hate you, you stink.
i wish i could wash you away in the sink...
i wish i could wash you away in the sink...
On a day like today when I am chasing my tail around school AND trying to finish up with my class, I can't help but return to my elementary school teacher roots and channel Jack Prelutsky ....
| Homework! Oh, homework! I hate you! You stink! I wish I could wash you away in the sink. If only a bomb would explode you to bits. Homework! Oh, homework! You're giving me fits. | ||
| I'd rather take baths with a man-eating shark, or wrestle a lion alone in the dark, eat spinach and liver, pet ten porcupines, than tackle the homework my teacher assigns. | ||
| Homework! Oh, homework! You're last on my list. I simply can't see why you even exist. If you just disappeared it would tickle me pink. Homework! Oh, homework! I hate you! You stink! |
LOVE.
2 comments:
That is exactly what I felt yesterday when I was finishing my homework for my LAST.CLASS.EVER!!!!! WOOHOOO I'm done with my Master's Degree! You'll get there soon, too, I promise.
As for the dogs' stocking... he wants one for each, trust me, but I do not want to buy new stocking holders. Ours say JOY... 3 letters, 3 stockings :)
p.s. I have that poem memorized:)
Tashi
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