On Trying to Fit Into an Auditorium Seat
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| (Not the building, but close) |
Oh,
my knees –the highs, the lows;
Oh,
these seats are far too close.
My
ass fits in the seat just fine.
But,
oh, these creaky knees of mine.
They
spent the dough and built this place.
The
seats in front? They’re in my face.
I
cannot fall asleep in here
Because
there’s bleeding from my ear.
All
I hear is “Blahblahblah…”
From
every single Grand Poopah.
At
least I’m sitting with my friends,
Enduring
speech that never ends.
Please,
oh, please, I am so bored,
I
wish I had hemlock, a sword,
Anything
to wrap this up.
I
need a beer poured in a cup.
And
so another first day stops,
So
full of hot air my ear pops.
We
survived the whole first day –
Summer
break: Ten months away.
