Crash (an acrostic poem)

Counting the number of ceiling tiles for the fifteenth time

Resisting the siren call of sweet sweet slumber

As the voice of the teacher droned on and on

Still the class would just not end.  Had entropy died?

How bad was it when I realized I had drooled all over my desk as I woke up

 

Image: upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d6/Suspended-ceiling-0a.jpg

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