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What Do You Do (Final Exam Stress Poem)

What do you do when the test is through and so are you? When you have given your all and have time to stall? You pray to your God, only he'll help you now. You pray that all those stray bits of knowledge,      will somehow spin to into gold. You pray you will get a few extra points,      for the B S you've told... Yes, pray to your God, only he'll help you now.
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timothy-clarke
53 / M / American
Published
Dec 26, 2010
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Blowing dust off of another old silly poem from '86

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