So it begins the final hours before my paper is due
and all I want to do is dance around the idea of finishing
At midnight the turn in will close and I will turn into a pumpkin...
no brains, no thoughts, just the mush from inside a pumpkin...
Procrastination has never felt so wrong.
Procrastination has never smelled so sweet!
Focus will not come easy.
What is focus?
And here I am again stuck between a paper and the internet...
This time I will defeat it!
My Prof will search high and low for
misses spelled word,
gramatical errors,
and messed up MLA formating...
Though she might find one or two
I will not run,
I will not hide.
I will proudly put my name on it
Midnight stikes...
Submit.
and know that I have done all I can do.
Sleeping in my bed
as a pumpkin
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