In a huge change of pace from my poems from the last week or so, here is a humorous poem from a circumstance that happened to me today. I was taking a shower in my dorm room and when I tried to leave I found myself locked in, since you lock the shower from the outside. I find this stupid, and I was there for about a half an hour pacing and trying to get out. However, I counted wall tiles in several different ways and got to 486 full ones in our bathroom! So... that's something I didn't know before.
Moral: when you're bored, you think about things that you'd probably never think of.
boring things sure get fun
when your pacing is a pastime.
you can count tiles in arrays,
or individually. oh, sublime!
i wonder why we capitalize one
person, but not the others. days
are counted from the morning right?
was one person discriminating against night?
oh well, this what i did for a half hour
when i was locked in my goddamn shower.
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