Have you ever slept on a table?
Thank goodness mine was stable
Yup, harsh on my thighs
But thus ended the sighs
Finally four near five in the morning
Gratefully began my resting
Still this very day I am tired
I wish my flesh was awake, up, and fired
Then no disrespect to the teachers
Not for pupils to follow a displeasurable display of features
Struggling to stay up since eight
No food yet on my plate
Which to choose, school or job?
Would I still be able to turn a knob?
