Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Last Exam Poem

There was a young woman
Without a clue
About the exam
She was about to do .

She studied all night
Hoping she wouldn't bomb it
But now she's just praying
That she doesn't vomit.

She studied tobacco,
Drugs, drinking and such,
Muttering curse words
Like 'dang it' and 'fudge'

And so she exclaimed,
As she heads out the door,
"All I need is to pass,
I don't ask for much more."

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