Ok, so here's some really really bad poetry folks. This is a prime example of what I'm wanting you to send me.
This is one that I composed myself!

 It's to the tune of "Stacy's Mom" by the uber-cool band, Fountains of Wayne. I wrote this for the general enjoyment of anyone who's ever had a TA, or been a TA. Just remember: that weird, geeky TA in your science lab is a person with hormon--err, feelings too.

TA Jon, you've got it goin' on, you're all I want
and I've waited for so long
Frat Boy can't you see?, you're just not the guy for me
I know that it's so wrong
but I'm in love with TA Jon.

I just know that you feel me
from the way you graded my lab report
you wrote 49/50, good job
and it made me feel smart

        (that didn't actually happen, i think he actually wrote 'useless' on this graph I made, but hey, it sounds better)

Even though my heart is speeding
yeah, I know that it's not a vector
and you know it drives me wild
                                                              the way you wear your pocket protector   (again doesn't really happen)

TA Jon, you're kind of grumpy
in that way that most physics guys are
but I know that I could melt
your heart at standard pressure = 1 barr
The function of your cuteness is e^x, and
not to mention,
that I'd even go with you
on a date to a Star Trek convention

TA Jon, you're now immortalized in song
the universe might end
but I'll wait for you that long
I'm a sorority girl, and that's where I belong
but don't kid yourself,
I'd still hook up with TA Jon.



Pretty bad, huh?! I especially like how I butchered the rhyme scheme in the fourth stanza. Did it make any sense? No! But it was fun to write! Now, gentle viewers, it's your turn. Submit your stuff, ya heard!?

Stop this nonsense

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