A Pencil's wooden thoughts

Dis'Course Work

Coursework, I wonder if its called that because it is work that will not take course.

It is as unrelenting as a rampaging war horse, and to start it would be like to ride a wild horse on a never ending race course.

From which source it spawned from must have no remorse for I have only just started with it and I already want a divorce.

While I could outsource it to another, unfortunately strict rules have been enforced. And to break one of these rules would mean my beings utter discourse.

Now I speak to you who has thought of a curse so perverse, I don't even think the devil could have thought of worse. If we unfortunately ever meet, you will be going home in a hearse.


The coursework isn't even that bad, I just can't be bothered to do anymore of it. EDIT:I take back what I said, course work is evil. I got set 37 pages for Friday :(

(I wrote this poem instead of doing the coursework)