'Twas the day before exams when emotions were rising..

Everyone in year 11, was panicking and revising.

The books were brought out of their bags onto tables,

If they revise all the text book they might just be able.

Some revised welsh, and others did history,

And read Inspector calls; solving a mystery.

Most revised french whilst others wrote math;

Half of the year group just prayed for a pass.

But the hours were passing and nothing stayed in,

Pieces of text books ended up in the bin!

The music class gave up and sang out of tune,

They broke the drum kit and destroyed the bassoon.

The drama class decided to jump off the stage,

Child development started to act their shoe-size, not age.

And the P.E students burnt every resource,

While the R.S class just shredded their course.

I.T and technology crashed all the computers,

And the science department shot all the tutors.

The Art class ended up painting all day,

Their creative talent just floated away.

Geography students decided to blow up the earth,

And chemistry pupils questioned their worth.

Math classes forgot their equations,

And the English class couldn't find no persuasions.

Now the trick is my friends, is try not to panic,

Revising doesn't have to be so satanic.

So keep you're cool and make the knowledge last,

And on result day shout loudly; "I passed!"