When my professors were all gone
Librarian’s rest, students’ luck
There’s no more homework to be done.
Movies and dates, sleepless fun
I drove a train off the track
When my professors were all gone.
Cousins nudged me for prose and pun
The books I threw, at my door knocked
I hate these homeworks to be done.
Blunders at work kissed the cold sun
I needed hands to fix the crack
But my professors were all gone.
Show me a star beyond my plan
My wings flap wide, time to give back
I miss my homeworks to be done.
I’ll lift my flock so you won’t mock
There’s more to learn to cleanse its black
Too bad my professors were gone
I have more homework to be done.