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The Epic Of Jon-Paul
After ninety-four days of wassail in the Land of the Columns During the season of much warmth and greenery When great princes' of the land fished and swam, amongst other heroic campaigns Began the time of voluntary thole at the hands of the Great Educator, Which was bravely and valiantly undertaken by the Great Hero Jon-Paul, who was all swam out And had one too many days at the lake fishing. His wisdom dictated that red-hot embers in his eye would be better than another day bobbing for food. Instead of taking such punishment, our Hero instead bravely decided to go back to school. In the land of Education lived an evil descendant of God's most unholy Cain. She emerged only between the hours of five and seven, and she was as horrendous as any beast. She had nostrils the size of watermelons, God's Holy Fruit. She spoke quietly, yet carried a big stick which marked in red. Evelyn, or so the Great Monster was called, knew how to infuriate our Most Noble of Heroes. She whispered when she talked. She lectured instead of involved Hero JP in class discussion. And she did the most evil of monstrous teaching fads of the ages: Group projects and class presentations. She did this because she was not of God, but of the Great Dark One. Our hero will be strained in his attack and passing of the class, for he dispises working in groups, Which is surpassed only by his despise of class presentations, For he learns nothing. Hero Brown worries there will be much killing and carnage But will settle in for the night surviving off of Bread and Mead. I've been reading Beowulf all day. What kind of entry were you expecting?
9:59 p.m. - Thurs., Aug. 29, 2002
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