Never blog when hungry, especially if you’re a disjointed rhymer archive trawling and stumble across an old one written in class (when hungry). Naturally being hungry in class lead to as deep and meaningful a rhyme as ever. Just to make it clear, the lecturer was reading out the slides that I had printed out on my lap, no adding to them or anything. I was listening just in case. Enjoy!
Disjointed Rhymings 