Empty Promises
Wait, what was that?
I’m sorry I’m lost again.
Yes, I know you think I have a little brain,
But in fact we’re just the same.
Maybe it’s not me, but you,
Who fumbles around with words.
I will promise to stay on task,
When you actually teach the class.
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