[thirstysailor]

I'm sort of going a little bit insane doing revision, I think i'm getting cabin fever.

To try and break up the monotony i gave writing a poem a crack, which i've never done before. It's not very good, but i've never tried anything like this before.

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There's grades to be got
for dreams to be met
so stay out the sun
and hold out on fun
wait for the summer
when it's nice and hot
Just rest you work weary head
and that day has been done
It'll all be much funner
with this weight off your back

Fear? Apprehension?
No you'd of done the exams.
What's there to fear?

Results?
Well you'd of done the exams
Surely it's all done and done
time for sun and fun.

But if you've put in the work?
it's all there. You're laughing.

What do you mean you procrastinate by writing conceited ****?
Without rhyme, or rhythm, or metre, or subtext, or metaphor.
But you do maths, and biology? What's the point of that?

Because you know no better?
Well that's a non sequitur

You're calling me pretentious?
You're the one writing self-referential poetry.

[the bear]

I loved the first stanza
I hope you get an exam bonanza