Exam Blues

Once upon a time when exams were up ahead
There was a princess with a head full of dread
Trying to fill her pea brain with knowledge galore
Pouring over books and forgetting ever more

“Oh wretched exams – how I hate thee so”
I wish you would vanish – I bid thee go!
The king wishes me to have scholarly zeal
Doesn’t anyone give a f*ck bout what I feel?

I am a rogue – I care not for education
For what I’m taught limits imagination
Yet I sit in the tower pouring over scrolls
As I dream about pansies and fairies and trolls

Tis’ the night before the exams begin
And like a serpent rises my evil twin
Why study when you can play
You’ve worked enough during the day

So my mind starts to wander to places far and wide
To a Medieval prince and his Spanish bride
A rap on the door startles me out of my reverie
“Amelia have you studied the scrolls-each and every?”

My tutor is a pain – in all the wrong places
Oh how doth one tackle such nut cases?
In reply I smile… and nod sincerely
“Very well here’s more,” he cuts in crudely 

The door is shut; I stare at the pile before me
My head in a tizzy, my back so achy
All work and no play is a thing of the past
My ship sails in a sea of scrolls - without a mast 

Oh save me somebody – hear out my cry
Why should I study – why why why!
Numbers are senseless – sting they like venom
I was born so smart – oh how now I'm dumb!