It’s difficult to remain stoic as
Intelligence ceases to be sought.
Sad to see book leaves go unturned,
And find that no one wants to be taught.
I’ve a cacoethes to give knowledge,
A quality education is what I bring.
But it’s tiresome to have to prod
Someone to want to learn many things.
They cavil, not specific in their excuses,
Only wanting to hear what’s on the test.
They don’t seek quality of instruction,
Not choosing to bank all of the rest.
I say knowledge is like a glass of sweet tea
That makes us drool saliva at the thought
Of drinking it all down to the very last drop,
So, please partake of all that you’ve bought.
Written for Wordle #180 from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. The prompts are:
Cacoethes- an irresistible urge: mania
Cavil- to raise irritating and trivial objections; find fault with unnecessarily