I wrote these during a rather disappointing class I'm taking here. Shakespeare seems like it would be an inherently engaging topic. My professor somehow proves this wrong. Regardless, it makes a good hour and fifteen minutes to doodle, or in my case, scribble. Here are a couple of those scribbles:

Declaration of Independence

though shaken, i am not stirred
i have not tried to come undone
but there are two birds in this bush
standing in the way of rolling stones
so the moss keeps growing
and the devil works in my idle mind
my right hand knows what my left is doing
so i'll bite it off so that it can feed me
but they'll never trust a one-armed man
they won't believe so they'll never see me
good cowboys can only fade
and it's 100 degrees in the shade
so i'll stand up for my good country
and promise i won't ask what it can do for me
uncle sam wants YOU not me
i'll paint my wrist red -- i'm already White and blue
i've been all that i can be
i've never left home without it
i DO believe in magic
so be quiet -- i'll have it my way


Madonna

Clouds descend like ink in water
And the scraggly earth is dim
Darkness shines; the light does falter
The verdant things are turning in

She sits among Acacia blossoms
Becomes the light with which to see
And though it's dire she does not hasten
Just rests her form against the tree

Midnight falls as sky is sprayed
With stars who cast their mocking light
Around the tree the wolves do play
Yet still she sits alone at night

The prince of wolves does saunter near
His hungry teeth are flashing grim
Her steady gaze bereft of fear
Does coldly now examine him

Be gone small hound! Your breath does stink
Go roll in streams and take your bath
Small and weak of me you think
Unknown to you is woman's wrath!

The prince does snarl and gnash his jaw
Yet quicker still her arm does thrust
He yelps in pain and stares in awe
A bloom now spreads across his chest

Growing tired at last she stirs
She shakes her dress and wipes it clean
The dust falls on unmoving fur
And she leaves his form against the tree