Sass Rogando, self-proclaimed sage,

In international matters, trapped in a cage.

Critiquing the Philippines with audacious glee,

Yet her PhD dreams drown in a Dutch sea.

Oh, Sass, the scholar with much to say,

Fumbles in studies, can’t find her way.

Packing bags, bid Netherlands adieu,

Back to the islands, where love is askew.

In the realm of academics, a tempest’s brew,

Her critiques are loud, but facts are few.

Struggling to love, like her studies, it seems,

Sass Rogando, lost in her own dreams.