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A Study Tale
A Table, a chair and notes at which I stare.
Words I curse and at which I swear.
A date with knowledge instead of a blonde Clair.
Stress that pokes my brain, which is not rare.
Complaining, 'Damn it, screw it, this is not fair!'
A coffee place, which is empty of people who care.
Three dudes with beards and facial hair.
That's it! After looking here and there!
A cup of liquid that makes me stay alert.
And no lady with whom I could flirt.
Wearing a t-shirt instead of a shirt.
Casual is useful for studies that hurt.
No trace of Marie, Tom or Albert.
Just male locals in pants and no skirt.
Two dames are passing, will they come in?!
Are they female humans or just jinn?!
'Open the door and make the place glow, it's not a sin!'
They just passed by as if the place is a garbage bin!
Another two, 'Yes Yes!' Well 'No No!'
'Hey Hey!, why don’t you just slow?!'
Vanished again, a disappointment I just saw.
And hopes just went down the flow!
The place says Italy, France and Spain.
The people say a cave, just depressing and plain!
The place says Prada, Gucci and Calvin Klein.
The people should take the old fashion train!
I look at the waiter and I understand his pain.
I know he feels on every hand a chain!
That signs him in the boring campaign.
A security guard wearing a shirt smothered in blue.
'What are you guarding? This place suits Winnie the pooh!'
The most action he will get is a guy sneezing 'Achoo.'
Or a dude with a bad smell after taking off a shoe!
What kind of weird day is this?! Another female pair!
Just saw two girls, Should I be aware?!
Is the number two the number of the day?!
No groups, gangs of ladies who choose make-up to slay?!
No ladies after a face-wash ugly they stay?!
Only pairs, like twin pirates crossing the bay!
Well I should wrap it up and flee this jail!
Wish me luck that on the test I don’t fail.
Home sweet home, to you I sail.
And now I conclude my study tale.
