Stuck, stuck I am herein stuck In drones of insignificants little hut Here I am, here sit I must Yawning, rubbing scuffling my rump Here am stuck with no place to run Day in to the set of the several suns Over the darkness I carry my brunt Sickness and in pain, in shine or rain Come here I must, yes I must To leviathan my knowledge in my crown Yes to this place I must come Yet my set of day I will stifle a yawn Swallow a breath thence call in whispers clause Stuck I am in this schooling for a betterment For which over the seas that I hath come