Stopping by the Bridge on a Rainy Morning

On sleepy Tues, a morning shower

Falls gently on the campus green

I near the Bridge at the tenth hour

To sit inside, and feel serene


It’s time to focus, I believe,

For homework have I to complete

But something does my ears besiege

The most upsetting sound — of feet! 


A squeak! A squelch! A moistened shoe

Parades on past my curséd seat

In strident droves they shuffle through

To cause rubber’s fright when meets concrete


A headache fierce begins to grow

For havoc has this downpour wreaked 

To voice lessons must I now go

And fill the halls with more tuneful shrieks.


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