Ugh...

sleep eats away at my mind
As I try and calculate trig
No moment for ORlando
the dirty old man
wants me to think
and when I can't
he gives me a look like
You sped.

I rack my brain and
Mangage to beat out the other girl
Even though she got a full nights sleep

By CW I'm shaking
low blood sugar and no sleep
Not a good mixture.

Lunch sets me right!
To walk into a bathroom
Of strench fromt the bits of hell
And I worry about meeting my lunch
Again.

Ha Ha I published something today!