Sparknotes

Today, I bought sparknotes. That's right, I paid money for the same free resource available to me online. Who, you ask, would ever pay for those except maybe people like Greg who don't have the internet? People like me, in a last ditch effort to find some kind of quotes for my english essay that's due tomorrow, because I didn't have English class today thanks to the hell they put us through with field testing, then my donkey of a teacher wasn't even there afterschool today when I went to go borrow and book, and then the best both Borders and Barnes and Noble could do was order copies for me that would be in stock in 2-3 weeks. No thanks.

Anyway, the point of this blog is not to complain, because I've been doing that way too much lately, but because I wanted somewhere to post the funny poem I found in the sparknotes I bought, and my profile is already beyond full. (Hey Boris, I hate that character limit.) I don't know if the poem was supposed to be a joke or if it was actually supposed to be a poem, but it was funny all the same.


Stopping to Buy Sparknotes on a Snowy Evening

Whose words these are you think you know.
Your paper's due tomorrow, though;
We're glad to see you stopping here
To get some help before you go.

Lost your couse? You'll find it here.
Face tests and essays without fear.
Between the words, good grades at stake;
Get great results throughout the year.

Once school bells caused your heart to quake
As teachers circled each mistake.
Use SparkNotes and no longer weep,
Ace every single test you take.

Yes, books are lover, dark and deep,
But only what you grasp you keep.
With hours to go before you sleep,
With hours to go before you sleep.