Butterflies in my stomach,
Start to feel I wnat to chuck.
Enter the room, the chair scrapes,
Prepare your table, everyone waits.
Pen, paper,
Pencil, eraser.
Here's the paper you've been preparing for,
Don't touch! Its law,
Start-now, one hour,
Look down, begin to cower.
10 minutes left,
No time to rest.
Pens down, please,
collapse, to your knees.
Papers collected,
Do I get an a or did I wreck it
Either way its over now
and in a week well know how
we went.
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