There goes the printer again,
Shattering the silence of focussed brains
With its machine gun chatter
And faulty mechanisms
Childish giggles are happily embraced
In fits which threaten to create anarchy
As desperate minds seek an escape
From their revision malarkey.
Chuckles spread as the startled student stands back.
Arms raised in innocence,
Blushing red as eyes narrow
And teasing voices attack
Then order is restored
By the kind, capable figure of authority
Peace placates the disturbed atmosphere
And the minds go back to their work quietly.