The Prof posted a poem on his Facebook wall about these people who were trapped in some frigid frozen tundra and each one possessed a single stick of wood, and then verse by verse the poet outlines the message how none of them would share it to build a fire because of bigotry, selfishness, blah blah blah, and then they all just did nothing and hypothermia-ed themselves to death like morons. I didn't want to spread my Ebenezerism all over his message of love and peace and shi+ so I decided I better leave my thoughts on my blog. Here is my critique of the poem.
1) Why would you go somewhere that cold with only a stick of wood?
2) Where's the verse about the bi+ch who uses her stick to beat the others in order to gain control off all the sticks of wood?
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