Testing, Testing
Quiet please there is a test in progress.
Not the one on paper where you fill in the little circles.
Not the kind where a subject is requesting dates and times of a country.
Testing,Testing
Quiet please there is a test in progress.
Quivering and quaking within my chair.
Testing gives me alway a big scare.
Am I going to pass or fail with fright in my mind.
Testing, Testing
It is all within a mind.
MarymKilker
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