from Spring 2003

v.4

"Ululation"

Babble

I am frickin sick of the babble

Grr

Work work work study study study

(Sigh)

Gotta get a job to pay the man

And damn

I just wanna live in a tree

And damn

I'm going nuts

And damn

This babble of how I oughta teach just stinks

Just press

And shrink wrap me into your perfect mold of an educator

Just get it over with

(Sigh)

Why this propaganda?

Don't you know your claims to grace are drek?

There must be some kind of way outta here/said the joker to the thief (Thank you Bob Dylan)

I'm sick of this anal-yzing

This criticizing

This Americanizing

Cuz you really oughtta

SCRUTINIZE

The status quo

(Sigh)

Gotta rectify young minds

Solidify a battle plan and

Crucify the standards

Cuz I dare you to

Look into my eyes

And tell me I can't make change,

Because I can.

Pacify

Because you gotta get your anger out

Get it all out before contempt holds high court in your skull

Pacify

Before you go nuts

Babble on, Professor...