Friday, January 25, 2008

6th hour jingle

passing through the class
loud laughter and passing notes all through the mass
get your hidden cokes and take off your hats
and wait for the hour to pass.

Dream of freedom and dread the future,
possibility's of boredom and what to do
oh sure, It's nothing I hadn't known.
Should I see my friends or just head home?
It's not so hard to pass, sitting alone in class.
mindless assignments and cellular phones.

Let's waste our lives on computer time
play our stupid flash games we found online.
sneak out your music with only one thing on mind.

It's time to go home, 2:30's chime.
The rest of my day is here, and now it's mine.


-Tony-

2 comments:

Priscilla? said...

o0o0o0o

its a poem

but its not a love poem!

and you guys are lucky. i'm released from school at 3:10 and 5 some days.

=D

Priscilla? said...

oh btw. in reply to your scandalous comment on my blog

I DUNNO WHICH ONE OF YOU IT IS BUT I DISOWN YOU AS A FRIEND AND ACQUIANTANCE!

you never diss anime infront of asians

*sniff*