Exams

Papers piled to the sky,
So much work teachers supply,
It all makes me want to cry.

I'm lost in essays, and in tests.
No matter how hard we prostest
They will not give us a rest.

There is just so much to do,
And i havent got a clue
How I'm going to get through.

Time is running frightfully short.
I just might have to resort
To skipping my final report.

All exams are done at last.
It's a relief that has past.
Well at least it went by fast.