Chun's Class

by Martin Uehara

Ye walk in the structure
and giveth a gesture
to me as a greeting,
before Chun's lecture.

In our seating
we are meeting
for Alg two
after eating.

Tasks to do
with no clue
of solution,
I look to you.

In our exclusion
from Chun's delusion
our minds drift by
her frantic conclusion.

Though we try
we always die,
ain't it true,
our time is nigh.

Class is now through
for time hath flew,
we leave the structure
both me and you.

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