Classroom catnappin' capers

This post is an ode to all those like me who are dedicated dozers during classes. This is for those of you who catch up with their forty winks and more when the going gets tough. The teacher pointedly ignores your efforts at rousing yourself from your slumber, and your friends and mates pinch you in a desperate attempt to keep you up. This is in memory of all those who died waiting for the bell to ring. R.I.P.

Somnambulation in class

Eyes droop, heads loll
Looks like the sandman is on a roll
As one we try to shake off the slumber
An unsuccesssful attempt, as our minds just get number
The professor drones on, unheedful of our drowsiness
The flood of information rams into our weary senses
Sleep seduces us with her obscene overtures
The bed beckons, Alas! No escape from this torture