Read the Syllabus!

You come to class when you feel like it,

Regardless of what is written in plain sight.

Then, you get upset with the professor,

And you accuse her of being uptight.

Because she has locked the doors,

And will not open them at any rate.

And even when you try to say, “Sorry,”

There is no excuse for your being late.

So, the age old conflict continues,

Between students and teachers in class,

Which is why I retired from the profession,

For I was so tired of the constant morass.

Written for the Three Things Challenge from the Haunted Wordsmith, February 1, 2019: sorry, no excuse, late.