A text that i wrote to myself in a time of great great boredom

'Boredom'
Boredom is an easily achievable task.
One that causes a man to feel in need of anything rather than the current situation.
Tis harder to obtain when in groups larger than one,
and if it is achieved in this situation than clearly someone must be extremely boring themselves.
Quick cures for boredom can be found everywhere,
from the squeek of the chair you are sitting on,
to the smile of an attractive,
girl
boy
whatever takes your fancy!
Alcohol is a viable option to conquering boredom!
As is conversation constructed around sex... or just sex in general

Maybe more fuel of the alcoholic variety would edit this continueing dilemna,
and destroy the air of boredom surrounding lungs of a condemned student willing to do anything to change the state of this grey matter bellowing from the world around.


A poem i wrote while bored... followed the boredom text.

'It MeansFemale Horse'

It happens that I have a pain,
in the portals of my membrane
thats driving me insane.

If for longer I have to bare
this world without a care
I may just cause to dare
to dance in my underpants

because
I'm a bit of a mare.