They say we'll get a hurricane,
that they're calling hurricane Lee.
Probably later this week,
and it's a category 9 at least.
Some are saying prayers, but I say:
Why's God sending it here?
Someone must be sinning a LOT.
Hey, don't look at me - I'm not.
You'd think that would affect our classes,
that maybe we'd get hazzard passes,
for assignments that are due,
but nope, it isn't true.
"I don't want to hear excuses, "
my chem professor said,
"the only acceptable excuse is,
that you're dead."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
"No excuse please" was the usual sermon we received during our student days, back in the early Seventies. No cyclone, hurricane or any other natural disaster was a good enough excuse to the Professors as far as the assignments were concerned. A good poem.