College poem

Here is another update from Koen.
I hope you will read it soon.
Oh wait, you're already doing that.
Maybe I should take classes of math...

Finals are on their way
After spending four months in the U.S.A.
I'm doing well in my classes
While watching some great football passes.

I always have a busy feeling;
I should worry that I don't go through the ceiling.
But I'm eating some ramen noodles first,
So I get focused before being rehearsed.

The new Campus Center is a great deal;
You can get a lot of different meals.
There is also a pool table
Which is not like the old one—unstable.

I also had my first Thanksgiving Day,
Jean Baptiste Pierre Antoine de Monet.
And that sentence doesn't make any sense,
But it makes my poem more intense.

After a splendid winter break,
I have a CentreTerm to take.
Three weeks of one subject
Where everyone has a lot to expect.

This is almost the end of this college poem,
And I hope you enjoyed it.
I know that last sentence didn't rhyme,
But there isn't a word that rhymes with poem big time.

Maybe I should take a creative writing course
For having better poem-writing abilities to enforce.
And therefore I'm sorry for my bad rhyming skills
But I've seen too many windmills.

Alas, this is the end.
I'll keep in touch with you, my friend.