I've got an assignment to do,
and I haven't the faintest clue,
on how to get to page two,
because page one is overdue...
It should've been done a month ago,
not hours before the deadline, no!
See, I'm not even slow,
just a star too lazy to even glow.
I sit here writing words of a seer,
heart all but void of fear,
and listening to irish songs about beer.
But hell, I'm going to try,
I'm not gonna sit and cry!
I'm gonna write a piece of the sky!
Bem, grande parte é verdade... me likes to write "poetry"! Boa ou má :)