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Tests

Tests, we all hate them
They’re anything but a gem
All they do is get in our way
And frustrate us the entire day

We either study for hours without a break
And it turns out to be a piece of cake
Or the difficulty is so high
And just makes us want to cry

Perfection is always insisted by teachers
Some talk so much we think they’re preachers
I just want to throw it away and go home
I know for sure I’m not alone

Every kid’s feeling is mutual
We just wish that there was a ritual
To burn away all of these accursed tests
That every child so obviously detests

Maybe if we beg and plead
They’ll satisfy our need
To finally take these tests away
So we won’t have to worry another day





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