They made me take math.
I knew it would be a bloodbath.
I know 2 and 2 equals four.
Oh, what a bore.
But they wanted me to solve equations.
I think it has given me abrasions.
I was in class,
And knew I needed a bypass.
The good Doctor,
Was quite the proctor.
He said we needed to practice.
I’d just as soon eat cactus.
I guess I’ll try to stay on the path.
So I don’t feel the wrath of math.
RGH
2-13-19
Stream of Consciousness 