I'm tired of the way the ball always bounces,
and of gaining pounds while only eating ounces,
tired that for every one step forward, there's two steps back,
and that my glass is always half empty because of the crack,
and tired of that poetry teacher ~ who my name perpetually mispronounces.
The llama has a name that everybody mispronounces.
"The double 'll', it sounds like 'y'," he patiently announces.
"The single 'l', it sounds like 'l'," proceeds his dissertation,
"And a 'lama' is a holy man of Tibetan derivation.
But what I cannot understand," says he,
"Is why it's not left up to me
To solve a problem that's become the worst case
Of mispronunciation in the history of creation,
And spell it 'yama', like it sounds, in the first place!"
He really does me in...
He mispronounces “America”
Says he has a passport from somewhere-ica
Therefore thinks he’s a citizen
Then, oh Lord, we begin again
And, he just goes on....
He has been a poor dirt farmer from long ago
A businessman twice owned
An accountant is what I am looking for
Since this is what I am going towards
No need for presentations...
He can just talk it all out and about
Explain Balance sheets and Income Statements
All with his hands and to his credit
He does not even have to edit
I’m learning very well...
My scores are low
My eyes are heavy, half the class is asleep
I keep wondering, “What am I doing here?”
Please tell me, is it him or just me?
Holly P. Moore (studying for class)
October 2012
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