With exams approaching, or past, probably, by the time this is finished and published, I think it would be an interesting idea to make a comedic series of rhymes on these rather excessive tests.
It seems quite peculiar,
That a thing as familiar,
As a test should be taken to extremes.
But our system's obsessed,
To find who are best,
(And therefore most stressed)
It means going to excess,
Who cares if they're depressed?
This constant abusing,
Lead an adult to boozing,
Is truly confusing,
The stuff they're defusing,
It's almost amusing.
Their fixation with pens,
The message it sends,
They have no friends,
Is not new news,
To speak of at all.
They want us to read,
T'ill our fingers bleed,
It is useless to plead,
With these kings of the creed,
It's what you will need,
To succeed.
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