My husband has to stay at school late for some (stupid) mock trial thing they do at law school to prepare them for the real world. I know that it gives them experience, but I really hate it! So I decided to write a poem. It's a horrible one, but it sure did make me feel a lot better.
I hate moot court a lot
I wish that you would be shot
In the head
So that you were dead
You suck away all my husband's time
And for what? Just so that I can whine?
You make me so very mad
that it's impossible for me to be glad
I hate you and you obviously hate me
Soon I'll have my husband back and then you'll see
that you suck.