Ode to an Economics Test


Oh, economics test

The sad bewilderment

All Your complex graphs sent

Like a sharp wave at rest

Through my entire class

As they read the neat lines

About imported wines,

Guns, Butter, charts and glass


But, no! I was not lost

In the midst of your words

 And questions thought absurd

They answered by coins tossed

For, I stayed up an hour

 Last night, studying. Cower!


*Inside joke. I actually told my Economics teacher to “cower before my might” once after acing a test he told me I was "going to fail miserably" because I was "mentally inferior" to my classmates. I also think I told him to bite me as I left the room.

The End

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