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Student's Lament

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Student’s Lament

You could say that this semester gives me stress

At this point I don’t really have much zest

You’d be right if you called me a mess

I’m not sure I could pass a test

It’s a chore to drag myself out of bed

My friends and I are basically a bunch of husks

There’s not a class that doesn’t leave me dead

Have I mentioned how much this semester sucks?

I think I’ve developed a nervous tick

That’s great, I’ve given myself another cold

Please tell me it’s all been a trick

At the age of 21 I feel so old

Another paper is due, oh hell

Another paper is due, oh well