Bane of My ExistenceA Chapter by A. L. AllenWritten in the spirit of upcoming finals. :)I read with bated breath the rest Of the blurring words of the test The words are there but my mind is blank My oh my finals are rank The question is simple The bubbles underneath like foul pimples
I’ve studied for days on this How in the world can I miss? I take a big breath and think It’s okay I shake my head and immediately pray Please, oh please let this be right! I fill in my answer, my eyes shut tight
One more question, just one last answer And then the butterflies in my stomach will be free as dancers I feel the need again for heavenly assistance To conquer the scourge, the bane of my existence Finals; the one thing that stood between me and freedom Why do teachers feel that we need ‘em?
My muscles are tense As I pen in the answer that seems to make sense This final answer is now inciting Feelings of exultation. Isn’t it exciting? With one stroke I am free! No more cramming and groaning! My feelings cannot be diminished! The teacher looks up and says “Time’s up, you’re finished.”
With an air of one Who has just finished a battle, and won I turn in my paper, and pack up my things My joyous emotions twirling in never-ending rings As I reach the door a thought comes to mind. I hang my head And groan; my happy emotions now dead.
The thought continues to pound with persistence Tomorrow holds yet another bane of my existence I groan again. Tomorrow is biology After this stress I may have to take child psychology Why do there have to be finals? Why, oh why, oh why? Sigh. © 2012 A. L. AllenAuthor's Note
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