Autopsy - 2010/09/13

Study students this weary old guide
You will find his head in his hands
His voice has no strength remaining
Wasted on dogs without will to hear
Over that hill there lies your doom
They mindlessly went to investigate
Past the dark door rages an inferno
They opened it if only to instigate
The fateful forces he dared describe
Danced on the backs of the sad fools
Yet time and time again they ignored
His considerations and logical rules
So students compose your essay about
Can he instruct if they do not hear
More importantly how can they arrive
Without any inkling how to get here

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