Twas the day before finals, and all through the library, Not a student made a sound, except for those who were crying. The stench of depression was getting on everyones nerves, As people figured out how well they needed to do, to just beat the curve. The students who procrastinated, freak out of course, Regretting their nights of Netflix, those feelings of remorse. Now they scramble, scared, and get down on their knees, Thanking the heavens above, that Cs get degrees. Then theres those students who scoff and laugh, Theyre the ones who never study, and always seem to pass. Theyve done their studying, and I wish I could agree, But I spent the last 10 minutes writing this in the library. The professor most likely hasnt written the test, But whatever is on it we will surely detest. But thats why hes teaching, its because hes so smart, As he deviously yells, Good luck working at Walmart!
Posted on: Sun, 11 May 2014 20:55:14 +0000
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