(authors strange comments in italics)
This is a great big doodle. (Yay me!)
I've got an hour of this life to waste, (59 mins actually.)
I'm tired and bored of this silence, (Who wouldn't be?)
And there's nothing to do in this place. (Except listen to the French tape
again.)
I've counted the squares on the ceiling, (144 to be exact)
And breeze blocks from ceiling to floor, (165 on each wall)
I've tallied the limbs and the hair bands, ( 92 limbs, 16 hair bands)
Now my eyes are fixed on the door. (Even though it's green and ugly)
I watch the students around me, (They look bored too)
Not many are still on their tests, (It lasts 2h45 and we need like 1h30.)
I know that I'm not one of them, ( And wouldn't want to be.)
But I know we all did our best. (Best.meaning.answered blindly and hoped)
This doodle has made itself rhyme, (Stupid thing.)
Without it meaning to at all, (Rhyme and structure are my enemies)
So I'll shut up now and doodle some flowers, (Yes, I'm frustrated.)
Or stars.or got to sleep.bored! (Sleep.in this heat.*snort*)