Coping with the boredom of a nonsense conference. A waste of time, energy and money.
Huddling around in many tables
Fools as we were, gathered like toads;
Croaking and croaking round a murky pond
Understanding nothing but all nonsense.
Babbling endlessly among ourselves
Perhaps enjoying such, an endless noise.
Bored and sleepy, most as we were.
We wrote, we sketched, we scratched.
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