Flouting The University's Plagiarism Policy

An Appropriation Of The Yuletide Form

On the eve of 19 days of assessment-death, my world gave to me:

Twelve picnickers picnicking (without me, somewhere in sunny Sydney, while I labour over libertarianism)

Eleven thousand words due

....Ten thousand unwritten

Nine paper kilos (in photocopies)

Eight hours of sleep (fond memories of)

Seven non-footnoting footnotes ("Think I saw this point in that book with the thing, or maybe another one. No idea?")

6am beginnings

Five pink-and-gold roses-

Observe! Roses.

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Four thousand other words due (for questions I haven't received yet)

Three Monty Python references (my marker may be surprised to learn that Murray's poetry is pining for the fjords)

Two tired eyes

And one desire to go to Tibet and raise yaks instead.

Note that various lines subvert the traditional form, perhaps in pursuit of some greater epiphany via the disruption of rhythm, or perhaps because the author is too exhausted to be bloody accurate.  (The latter explanation is, of course, only valid if the reader participates in the school of thought which views creators' attitudes as relevant to their texts.)

Sigh.  At least I have roses.