Every waking moment in store
Crowded with paper galore

Deer slumber while basking in the moonlight
But the desk lamp still shines terribly bright

Newton's laws and the ancient periodic table
When will these tests become a fable?

Ink spilled in elaborate formulae
The hermit emanated a drained sigh

Doomsday has arrived
When will these deathly trials subside?

Questions fired by gunshot
Each need to be defeated right on the dot

Anxiety fills the panic meter up to the brim
These tests decide the strength of the plant stem

Weak progress propels the plant to fall
While strong achievement props the small flora to stand tall

Arbitration day has finally come to an end
The days that proceed are emancipated from the time bend

All stress vanishes from sight
The belligerent has won the grand fight