It's the Great Paper, Charlie Brown

It's just a little past eleven o'clock in the evening. Therefore, it must be time for me to start writing a paper. Obviously. 

A paper on what?

On poetry.

Poetry? I thought you were an ignorant fool, incapable of understanding poetry?

That's fair.

But you're going to write a successful paper about it?

That's the idea.

Humm.

Yup. 

What do they call that?

Learning.

And what do they call this?

Avoidance.