If you’ll take your final exam
I’ll be the invigilator
Questions are big pieces of yam
You must understand to the core.
I’ll be the invigilator
To walk around every minute
Making sure that no one will cheat.
Questions are big pieces of yam
But don’t try to copy from friends
That will be your major offense.
You must understand to the core
Questions need to be read twice, thrice
Pray for wisdom, be honest guys!
It was the exam of all exams to test the mind....The Soul....Phyiscal agility...Years of Coordination, and Comprehension Skills.... I went for a walk and the pool had a leak I happen to go ito the store and found a New Hubba Bubba Brand..... I looked at it before I chewed and saw that it had a new sugar wax on the side ... I looked at my pool and thought to myself with a pool full of water and 2 ft deep.... What do I do but make an imprint too... It was a centimeter round and had to go just right... I aimed correctly with everything I could see in sight.... Hand in the air and visualizing my aim.... I thought of a cue ball and racked balls ... It only took a few seconds .... if that at all .... I made it perfect right in the hole ... Took my index finger and smoothed the surface.... With a perfect seal I complimented myself was this this the final exam??? An Eight Ball in the Side pocket and now I am an ace...
I want to pull my hair out and scream
why does school have to be so mean...
Packets upon packets thrown in my face
I wish my mother would get off my case.
It doesn't matter if there's A's or B's
Those aren't as important as my non-existent degree!
Why must I have so much to do,
I wish I could sue!
I'm running around everywhere and cramming
My throat and mind are clamming.
I was always so prepared in the past
But now I feel like I'm dead last!
My mind is blank and can't process a thing
It's almost as slow as my laptop ping!
Wish me luck
Because this is going to suck.
As the Ghost of Gasperella watched from his perch
He was drenched from his pants to his shirt
But before the gridiron battle ended and the Knights still had the mission to be defended,
In the bowl game that was dealing with conditions that were a messing
There was one more question that needed a dressing,
On this day looking for talent at their best
At stake was the spread that determined who would go home with the treasure chest
Having one last chance the herd could steal the money
During a game where the weather was supposed to be warm and sunny,
Strategically sending a fling the herd threw a bomb that might have hit the King.
Only problem was there was a Knight there to intercept this act of might.
With nothing more to say
The knights added to the score which made them take home the gold before Christmas Day.
In conclusion when it does rain
Do as the Ghost of Gasperella did and enjoy the game
That was really a final exam for those searching for fortune and fame.
Second row to the board!
These words could not just be ignored
I’m thinking but a vintage few
Would even start to have a clue
Nostalgia begs those days at school
With steely nuns whose stare would rule
Blackboards and their squeaky clamor
Chalked Arithmetic and grammar
When called upon to diagram
By row, we took final exam
Our sentence structure, now to see
Whose brain has not been absentee
With prepositions, verbs and nouns
We hit the boards, such eager sounds
Arms held tight, just the right angle
Participles must not dangle!
Rooms
by Odin Roark
How prescient that first room
The one where under the bed
Proved private the light
Where flashlight and toy soldier
Became all that was needed
Came
The room with desk
Where locked door
Gave entrance to video games
While parents assumed study
Came
SATs where drawn curtains
No boom box
Only silence
And the study focus
Made the room
Came
The dorm room
With beer-can-crushing-to-the-head roommate
Making for final exam hell
Where stolen passions
With sorority queen fantasy
Made eating
A non sequitur
Came
The office walls
The room for fortune
Made eventually corrupt
With drawn curtains
Came
Marriage’s bed-room
That place where all became prescient again
Where a child would validate a wife’s existence
While with loving acceptance
A husband’s duty would be carried out
Came…
Came…
The rooms never stop
Some their final architecture
That of nursing home green
Other’s of palm-frond-shack freedom
Still others…
Soho 3-story condo prison
Rooms
Always unknown
Until they’re not
Forever a four-wall measure
The capsule
The coffin
Chosen destiny
One way
Or another
I'm in need of a companion, her love I'll never abandon, there's
a vacancy where that special lady should be but I got
standards...so before I give my all to you consider this, if you're
the one then there's no need for me to continue fishing, a
woman who I could share my world with was always the
mission, and lately I been missing you, your kiss your touch the
way you caress me but still you know I like it rough lol I no other
girl could fill your shoes walk in those stilettos or do what you
do, the love I searched for I believe you fit it perfectly, my
surgeon I was in need of open heart surgery, open me up I'm
not so concealed I belong to you Yeah signed and sealed is it
real sometimes I question, story of my life right it's not your
fault they were so deceptive teacher teach me how to love I'm so
receptive, give me the final exam I've studied long & hard for the
test.
The death is not an end
It is a final Exam
Evaluating the whole life
If win
Someone realizes
The depth of absence
If fail
Just become
A framed still picture
On the wall .
My Class of Love
She gave me the chance to learn
How to love romantically in her class
Fail this class was against my will
She was my target, my golden goal
Writing love poem to her was my classwork
My quiz evaluated from my romantic elegance
During our intimate date, that wasn't easy to get
For my mid-exam, I received a sweet wet kiss
As time passing by, my motivation increased
I felt lucky and happy to be under her charms
Our adventure in the philosophy of love was sacred
We left the earth to fly in the world of passionate love
I took the result of my final exam in a isolate hut
During our camp in a countryside of Tennessee
She attracted me like a magnet, her eyes tore my heart
I spent an entire night by sucking her sweetness
Fear of the unknown future
Hair standing on end
Classroom full of students
Nervous quietness
Final Exam
The wicked grin of death, it seals your doom
Within its empty stare you see your tomb
Too late to turn back, you're on your way
But will you live another day
And now you're floating toward a sky of blue
This is the end, you're dead, you're done, you're through
A chalk outline is all that's left of you
Is it real, is it true
And from above you see your funeral
Screaming loud, but noone hears your call
Shattered dreams against a broken wall
Did you ever live at all
And now you sit to take your final exam
Will you pass or forever be damned
You will be judged by what you do and say
But does it matter anyway
Rest In Peace!