I fall asleep, and begin to snore

I begin to read, to take down notes
Stuck in this prison of wood, ink and paper
Boredom sleepiness hunger and more
I eat, I hog, three chocolates and a wafer
I fall asleep, and initiate a snore

Maps stuck up around me
How I want to tear them down
Burn my books and study no more
Watch these printed pages turn brown

My rear, I fear is stuck to my chair
I cannot move, this isn’t fair
Tangles and knots inhabit my hair
But honestly, why should I care?

All I want is freedom
To do or don’t whatever
Study social science again?
Um yeah how about never!

If I make one small blunder,
I can imagine Ms. Meera thunder,
How could you possibly do this?
For one question I happened to miss

I begin to read, to take down notes
I’ve finished socials my very first paper
Boredom sleepiness hunger and more
I eat I hog three chocolates and a wafer
I fall asleep and I begin to snore

Monday march 7th, a genius performs
Um duh of course I went!
His guitar was awesome his voice even more
Now that was time well spent!

One night of fun then books again
Honestly I care how many arrows Arjun had
Yeah seriously such vital information, not
R.S. Agarwal has succeeded in driving me mad!

If I make one small blunder,
I can imagine Ms. Ramamani thunder
How could you possibly do this?
For one question I happened to miss
Finally two down three to go,
I’ve finished math, my second,
I didn’t get to ride in the car with Rati and Meg
I should’ve gone when she beckoned!
Boredom, sleepiness, hunger and more,
I fall asleep, and begin to snore.

One day before French
Never studied for so long
That okay I still like french
Seven hours still going strong!

Deathly tired after a seven hour class
Cannot read French anymore
Inspired by my love for the language
I fall asleep and begin to snore

I dream of weird things
In most weird situations
I dream of trains full of people
Pulling slowly into their stations

I dream of people with blue faces
Asking how my French paper went
Of green and purple flowers
Asking how my French paper went

If I make one small blunder,
I can imagine Ms. Aneela thunder,
How could you possibly do this?
For one question I happened to miss

French is over, c’était mon troisième
Finally three down two to go
The invigilator was a really sympa femme
Mixing languages, bad idea I know
I promise I won’t do it anymore
I fall asleep and begin to snore

The ultimate safari and cutie pie
Honestly this is what I have to learn?
Of course I’d rather die
Than read about an alien eating a fern!
I don’t believe CBSE expects us to do these
Write a diary entry as a grandmother? Ugh please!

If I make one small blunder,
I can imagine Ms. Pammi thunder
How could you possibly do this?
For one question I happened to miss

One more to go, the last home run
Nine days of studying, what fun!
Biology, physics, chemistry
I feel like such a banyan tree!
Don’t ask me why,
Just look at me and sigh,
And give my all your sympathy

Studying forever,
Take a break? Never!
Need some rest, some sleep, relax
Nothing’s good enough unless I max
You could’ve done better, that’s what they’ll say
I work, I slog, I eat, I pray
Can’t wait to cut my books up… with an axe!

If I make even one small blunder,
I can imagine three science teachers thunder
How could you possibly do this?
For one question I happened to miss

But now it’s done, over, gone forever
Thank god I don’t have to study anymore
Yep it’s done, over, gone forever
I fall asleep and begin to snore

Exhaustion, from three weeks of study
Cannot imagine what I’m going to do now
Textbooks burned, their contents unlearned
I’ll stay occupied don’t ask me how

I’ll admit this isn’t literary genius
But it’s only meant to entertain
So I guess it isn’t a poem
That goes without gain!

It’s just to keep a record
Of all these horrid gruesome days
To look back and laugh at
How I studied in horrid gruesome ways!

But the end is here,
In more ways than one
I guess you could say
That studying was fun!