The Math Test

I woke up this morning unrested

Upset that today, I’d be tested

Is this all a joke?

Or did I have a stroke?

I’m depressed by the tears manifested.

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I walked into the room and sat down

Cuz I knew I’d end up in the pound

That test stares at me

As I count up to three.

And I feel my face morph to a frown.

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All these words–are they even real?

My confusion I tried to conceal…

The numbers all mix

And my head’s in a fix.

These Math problems make me want to keel.

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Seconds passed and the time then was up.

I guessed on the ones I got stuck.

I handed it in

With an unsightly grin.

I knew I had run out of luck.

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By the end of the day I was green.

An unbearable sight to be seen.

That test had me beat

So I flailed in defeat...

What a wonderful day it had been.