When I Hear the Learn'd Professor

When I hear the learn'd professor,
When I finally get to meet this man of knowledge,
When the rhymes of reason in his teachings finally rings a bell
When the constant barrage of questions finally begin to find answers
I put my head down to the desk,
Waiting for the lecture just to end,
Finally striding across the board with diploma in hand,
Realizing they were learn'd after all.


*Notes: This poem was written my senior of college in Dr. Slay's Creative Writing 101 class at LaGrange College. Dr. Slay was one of my favorite professors in college, especially at LaGrange. Partly because his classes were so interesting, but also because he was just that good of a professor. You never felt forced to go to his classes. You couldn't wait to get there. This particular poem was an assignment where we had to imitate another poem. Out of all the poems we had to write, it is probably my favorite, and still one of my favorites to this day.