Sung to the tune of "The Company Store" (a.k.a "Sixteen Tons")
Umpteen tests, an' what d' ya get?
Not a whole lot, I'm willin' to bet.
Might get into a school that I can't afford,
I'll still owe my soul to the College Board.
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Sixteen days, an' what d' ya get?
Half a month older, I'm so done with this shit.
Saint Peter might call me; though what's the use a' that?
I've spent so damn long on the Common App.
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Twelve school years, an' what d' ya get?
All grown up, with a future of debt.
So much to do, and so little time,
So I guess I'd better finish this rhyme!