Dear Professor Thompson (Pt. 1)

Kate Wetherhead - Pop, Musicals
Dear Professor Thompson (Pt. 1)
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[DEB] Here's my room at school, right? Where I keep tucked away Virginia Woolf and me This is where we stay Modern lit is dense, right? But everything's okay I'm working on my thesis Every day Now since my laptop's verging on collapse I keep longhand notes and Xerox scraps In a hand-bound book that drips with old school flair But this unique approach can be a drag When you keep the whole thing in your bag And suddenly, the goddamn thing's not there It's not there It's not there It's not there It's not there It's not there It's not there It's not there Dear Professor Thompson This is Deb; you're my advisor I am writing you to ask a little favor—eh—question I know when we first met You made it very, very clear That under no circumstances Be they medical, emotional Familial or chronic Could we ever, ever turn in something late But, dear Professor Thompson I've a little situation And I'm hoping you will show A little mercy on me And grant me an extension on the first draft of my thesis Yours—yech— Thanks in advance— Hugs? Shit
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- Adam Gwon