Don’t Ask Me When I’ll Graduate - A Poem
Don’t ask me when I’ll graduate
Don’t ask me to commiserate
I don’t need your pity
I don’t need your witty
This tone just isn’t pretty
Don’t ask me when I’ll graduate
It will just cause me to aggravate
Don’t ask me on a chair
Don’t ask me over there
Don’t ask me anywhere
Don’t ask me when I’ll graduate
It’s not something I calculate
I try to predict
My desire to evict
But the dates just conflict
Don’t ask me when I’ll graduate
I do not know the date
I’ve asked my kitty
I’ve asked in the city
They said ask your committee
-Amanda Labuza