What Boredom Does to Me

Boredom

it is such a pain

Especially when my brain

Is acting like a drain

And letting nothing sane

Stay inside my brain

If only I had a cane

To spank those who are my bane

Or a very tall crane

from which I could see Spain

Or a bottle of champagne

And no need to abstain

Or people who are vain

that I can hit with my cane

But alas I have no cane

Nor a crane or champagne

So I am constrained to remain

in this state of boredom.

I could continue in this vein

And write something even more inane

Or instead, you could entertain

A friend bored out of her brain.