reading term papers

words put together but they tell no tale
instead they drive the reader up the wall
there's not a lick of sense in them at all
but no one here can understand my wail
too early in the day for either wine or ale
but not too soon for an internal squall
to make me want to run along the hall
instead i wonder just where did i fail
to teach just how to set the story down
all parts combining with coherent sense
instead i want to tear my thinning hair
it's not that the writer's a fool or clown
but that they seem so thick and dense
still there is solace in the cool noon air