Modern Canterbury Tales

Modern Canterbury Tales BY seks3515 It was the second week of August, A group of three waiting for the dean, who was very much biased. All waiting to drop their class, When the dean when out for a glass, They were told that he would be back soon, and to entertain themselves until noon. So one said let''s all tell stories, and another said also long as theyre not about boys. The last said can we Just not talk, The other two said we WILL talk. So with a sigh, He sat back and wanted to die. He did the hardest physical problems like a cakewalk, because of that he was the most hated kid on the block,

Most would say that he is socially awkward but he would Just say that he is inward. He has a camera-eye, But when he opens his mouth, it made people want to go die. His lectures make anyone think murder would be easy. His friends are low on the food chain, And even he makes them go insane. He often says that people are stupid and that makes him cry, But others say that he should be stabbed in the thigh. His mother made his childhood a "hell", Because even back then he would quell. She had bright platinum hair, But she would wear was sportswear.

Her eyes were a bright sapphire That many people did admire. Teachers thought she looked very vague, And most smart students avoided her like the plague. She was very bubbly, So most thought she was a phoney. She had a many a boy, so most girls though she would be a playboy. Many of the boys thought she would be quite easy, She had an ample girth, Probably from her many childbirths. With flaming hair, and a temper, She was calm, unless someone questioned her power. It was as the matriarch she was viewed, For she had taken in a few strays to add to her brood,

When she saw someone in a bad mood, Her battlecry was "Eat some Food"! Even though she meant well, Sometimes she would make her family rebel. For she would make them feel smothered, Until they realized they liked being pampered. "... And that is why you always need to ask your mother''s advice" , said the Matron trying to entice. As she finished her tale, With a great big swell. "I''m not sure I believe you" said the athlete sounding very offbeat. "What does this story have do with my mother," Do you have a daughter? " "That was not in all an epic, aid the concerned academic.

Just listen as I tell you my tale, in amazing detail. There once was an theoretical physicist, Whose roommate wasn''t the brightest. For when it came the actress, He was utterly hopeless. They had two other friends, Which made their group a comfortable blend, All still not sure, how their group was procure. One was Jewish, But liked his girls sluttish, The other was Indian, But couldn''t speak in front of woman. They all worked at a university, and everybody noticed All but the Jew had their doctorate, But all would say the physicist was a bigot.

Many would say their group started, When experimental rocket fuel was tested. Even though he gave them an expression of travesty, He didn''t hand them over to Homeland Security. Every since theyVe been as thick as thieves, Through dating site hook-ups, and tattoo sleeves. From a late night break-in to an arcade, To a lover betrayed. When the actress across the hall, They all pitched in and had a ball. When the theoretical physicist was sick. they all tried to hide, because they knew he was a prick. When they went to San Francisco and took the train,

All but one thought it would be a pain. But when he forgot his flash drive, His mood took a serious nosedive. He called the actress to get it, While the others tried to flirt with a chit. When they arrived, he had his flash drive While the others chances went for a dive. They have been through so much together, Almost as close as brother and sister. Each bring something else to the group, Sometimes so silly they should Join a troop. As he finished his tale, The dean came back from his bail. As they left his office that day, they each had something new to take away.