Professor ghost

Log in, click, I see a ghost,

Assignments vanish, feedback’s toast.

“Professor here” — more like a myth,

Deadlines haunt me, every shift.

Syllabus says “clarity,” LOL, it’s a lie,

Every grade a riddle, every post a sigh.

Office hours phantom, email replies gone,

Paying full tuition just to fawn on a con.

Every submission a haunted game,

Every reminder just fuels the flame.

Professor ghosts, lurking online,

Click, wait, refresh — wasting my time.

Credits I bought, knowledge I fear,

Ghosts in the system, nowhere near clear.

Discussion boards dead, echo chambers loud,

I talk to the void, professors unbowed.

Late-night panic, syllabus unclear,

“Check the portal” — I’m still in fear.

Pop quiz surprise, grades disappear,

Feedback ghosted, laughter I hear.

Digital mentor, phantom supreme,

All for a degree that’s more like a meme.

Every assignment feels like a trap,

Every policy a cruel mishap.

Professor ghosts, lurking online,

Click, wait, refresh — wasting my time.

Credits I bought, knowledge I fear,

Ghosts in the system, nowhere near clear.

“Accommodations?” Ha! That’s a ghost joke,

Send a request, vanish like smoke.

Accredited? Maybe. Fun? Nah.

Tuition paid, but I get nada.

Professor ghosts, lurking online,

Click, wait, refresh — wasting my time.

Promises empty, laughter and cheer,

Ghosts in the system, tuition I fear.

Log in tomorrow, hope to see a sign,

Or maybe just haunt this degree of mine.

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