Happy are those, ever with work in progress
For they shall have a reason to live
More happy are those programmers with bugs to fix
For they shall persist till the end of time.
Oh, Nsibirwa Hall!
It was the recess term,
I'd just defected from arch at year's end
And could just take the time to catch
Uncelebrated moments like these,
As others wasted away with class and girls
Me blaring Ntrance's Set U Free
At awkward hours that are wee.
Creepingly, and very memorably
The uppermost hallways would get fogy
Everyone of those late night hours;
I'd stand one side of the long corridor,
And not being able to see the other side,
Would give hostage to the idea that
Nsibirwa would soon be home to
One o those creepy things from The Mist!
Oh how I miss those lonely nights in Nsibirwa Hall!
I'd just defected from arch at year's end
And could just take the time to catch
Uncelebrated moments like these,
As others wasted away with class and girls
Me blaring Ntrance's Set U Free
At awkward hours that are wee.
Creepingly, and very memorably
The uppermost hallways would get fogy
Everyone of those late night hours;
I'd stand one side of the long corridor,
And not being able to see the other side,
Would give hostage to the idea that
Nsibirwa would soon be home to
One o those creepy things from The Mist!
Oh how I miss those lonely nights in Nsibirwa Hall!
Happiness Lost?
Were two men to suffer the same pain,
He would suffer more,
Who'd experienced happiness before;
Hosting the thought of happiness lost,
As well as pain gained.
He would suffer more,
Who'd experienced happiness before;
Hosting the thought of happiness lost,
As well as pain gained.
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