My soul has gone to college
And received her masters degree from HKU (Hard Knock University).
Seventy years of rigorous-nose to the grindstone,
knock-her-down to see if she pops back up curriculum.
Seeking Perfection 101
Make no mistakes
Taught my Professor Guru A. DoRight
Tale tucked between my legs,
And camouflaged dunce cap
I sought a new avocation.
Enrolled in HKU extension
Wifely Submission Obedience
Offered by Bishop Benedictis Church
I excelled for twenty years
Moving through 101, completing advanced
Studies and considered it to be my major.
When a geographical change bus sounded its horn
To my surprise I packed my bags and took the ride.
This time to the big city
Full of many universities from which to choose.
FSU (Free Sex University)
I received one F after another.
SSSU (Sugar Soothes the Soul University)
I received all A’s
But soon no longer fit in the desk.
Wonder of all wonders
A neon sign from a distant small town
Caught my eye.
PLU ( Promised Land University)
Run by Professors Joseph and Mary Godsend.
Only advanced students need apply.
Soul Survival 303
A four year intensive internship.
I planted my feet and did the required work
My soul began to slip away
And in my dream one night
Gave me one final message.
“Your soul is not for sale.”
I planned and executed my escape.
Diplomas tossed to the wind.
Today I run
Don’t Sell Your Soul.com University.
Classes are free
Attendance not required

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June 21, 2009 at 2:15 pm
Kim
Judy,
Wonderful!! I love how you weave the lines, interjecting a little humor along the way. I love the poetic format. And “Your soul is not for sale.” Wow.
June 25, 2009 at 1:44 am
seaglassgirl
Judy,
I love the ending and the word play and we feel the years of learning hard lessons and studying in the “wrong” places. Great stuff and makes me think…
Cissy