Twas the night before Spring semester when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring except my computer mouse
The syllabi were stacked in my briefcase with care
In hopes that in classrooms students would be there.
The students were nervously fidgeting in their dorms
With visions of quizzes, exams, and add-drop forms.
I pounding the laptop instead of good sleep
As I retype corrupted lesson plans, wanting to weep
When all of a sudden I see an alarm ignored for an hour
My laptop’s charger is missing and I’m low on power.
Away to my briefcase I flew like a flash
Ran into a chair and tripped on my sash
As I fell howling, grasping my knee
I recall I live in Edmond and my charger’s in Shawnee
I scramble back to my bed in a furious rave
Its too late, my computer dead, I forget to save.
Defeated, I pondered upon my unfortunate lots
Oh well, first day of class, I’ll just get them donuts.