That Room (It Haunts Me Still) Poem by Bill Wright
That Room (It Haunts Me Still)
In this cold room, racking my brain
Outside it's pouring down with rain
I sit forlorn, and try again
Inspiration will not come.
This paper's driving me insane
I wish I was back home.
This torment simply will not go
I fear I really ought to know
Alas my words just will not flow
I'm in an awful jam.
Why does that big clock tick so slow
Glad it's my last exam.
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