Sydney

With unthinkable swiftness She opened the drawer The moment the school bell rang From this drawer This filing drawer The teacher’s sticky notes sprang All of the knowledge Written down Just waiting to be shared At this crinkled paper This wrinkled paper All of the students stared The assault began As it had For over a decade now Of little notes Determined notes Our minds could not allow For the knowledge Worn and old Had lost adhesiveness With all my attempts Those futile attempts The knowledge would still resist Yet some had managed To fasten loosely To my teeming brain But with time they fell Most all of them fell Gravity was to blame When a test came As one often did I had to look about For the knowledge The fallen knowledge With which I was lost without But when was there time To retrace my steps With all of these places to be With clubs to join Time consuming clubs And colleges watching me Is there really a purpose To learning So much at once If all of this learning This so-called learning Leaves the brightest a dunce