© 2001 RGAA London
Is this the real life
Caught in a SLOB group
Still going strong at 10:23
Open your eyes
By means of some strong co-ffee
I’m just a burnt wreck, I need your sympathy
Because I’m knackered now, want to go
Feeling tired, thinking slow
Trying hard to focus what’s the application to me
In verse three
Monday - must start my prep
Read the passage once again
Think of picking up my pen
Monday - there’s some football on
And now the telly’s leading me astray
Just an hour or two of fun
Then I’ll be more relaxed and really focused
Turn it on! Turn it on! I’ll prep the questions later
Too late the time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Still don’t understand verse nine
Evening everybody – let’s start in prayer
Is there maybe someone who will volunteer?
Thought not oooh- ()
What a fight this is
I sometimes wish I'd never agreed at all
Was it sound? Was it long? Was there much alliteration?
From Isaiah? Jeremiah? Revelation? – Lamentations!
Nigel Beynon? Andrew Jones! – Or was it someone else again?
Now – let me see – what does ev’ryone else think?
Maybe this, maybe that, could it be a bit
Of both things? No-try looking at the text! Could it be
A penguin? Where do we get that from? Read the text!
An aardvark? What planet are you on? Read the text!
What I like to think… From the text!
Chapter Seventeen? Oh, what next?!
No no no no no no no
Come on people, work together, get the answer, let me go!
Is donkey right? Yes, that’s helpful, very good, hooray, hooray, hooray!
After that can I rest as I sit in the SLOB?
No – they want me to work and it’s making me sob
Release us-Can't take more exegesis
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta here
Maher Shalal Hash Baz
What a silly name
I’ll be dafter still – and volunteer to do this next year.