crazychica
Minister
13754 points
18/F/Falkirk, United Kingdom
Join Date: Sep 2007 | Courtesy of forwardgarden.com
Twas the night before finals,
And all through the college,
The students were praying
For last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy,
But none touched their beds,
While visions of essays
Danced in their heads.
Out in the taverns,
A few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor
Would loosen their thinking.
In my own apartment,
I had been pacing,
And dreading exams
I soon would be facing.
My roommate was speechless,
His nose in his books,
And my comments to him
Drew unfriendly looks.
I drained all the coffee,
And brewed a new pot,
No longer caring
That my nerves were shot.
I stared at my notes,
But my thoughts were muddy,
My eyes went ablur,
I just couldn't study.
"Some pizza might help,"
I said with a shiver,
But each place I called
Refused to deliver.
I'd nearly concluded
That life was too cruel,
With futures depending
On grades had in school.
When all of a sudden,
Our door opened wide,
And Patron Saint Put It Off
Ambled inside.
Her spirit was careless,
Her manner was mellow,
"What kind of student"
She started to bellow:
"Would make such a fuss,
To toss back at teachers
What they tossed at us?"
"On Cliff Notes
On Crib Notes
On Last Year's Exams
On Wingit and Slingit,
And Last Minute Crams"
Her message delivered,
She vanished from sight,
But we heard her laughing
Outside in the night.
"Your teachers have pegged you,
So just do your best.
Happy Finals to All,
And to All, a good test."
Catch me as I fall,
And even more so while I'm standing tall. |
May 05, 2008 @ 14:36:46
Im posting this in my locker so I can have a laugh before my Government exams!
