25th August 2006 This is the result of an early morning class I attended in slot C. I wanted to sleep through it, but for some reason I just couldn't, and this poem resulted in the end. The alarm went off at seven I was still in dreamy heaven All the wake up calls went amiss I was still in sleepy bliss Then it struck seven thirty five And for no particular reason I opened my eye In a rush it dawned upon me I had just twenty minutes to get ready Run jump skip and hop I was out by eight o'clock Into the car and on with the ignition I had begun my quotidian mission Having arrived seven minutes late I would enter class by ten past eight Thrust into nuclear physics That sleep now I started to miss Fifty minutes of nothing understood This course was clearly not that good Now as the class comes to an end Shockwaves of happiness to me are sent Finally attendance also done Let us now bring on the rest of the day's fun !