tired

I'm pooped, so I wrote a poem to sum up my feelings. It's called "How I Hate A Math"

How I Hate A Math

A Math, A Math is such a pain
It stinks worse than a sewer drain
In the end there's nothing to gain
It curdles up and churns your brain

There is nothing about A Math to like
It is less pleasant than a tax hike
With A Math there is no end in sight
Especially whenhomework comes in to strike

A Math can make grown men cry
It wrings your mind until it's dry
It's as fun as cleaning out a pig sty
I just want to curl up and die

A Math is forever, like a stain
Doing Assignment 2 is such a bane
I'd rather eat wads of itchy dumbcane
How I hate A Math