Test

(Funny Poems)

Now I lay me down to study,

I pray the Lord I won’t go nutty.

If I should fail to learn this junk,

I pray the Lord I will not flunk.

But if I do, don’t pity me at all,

just lay my bones in the study hall.

Tell my prof I did my best,

then pile my books upon my chest.

Now I lay me down to rest,

and pray I’ll pass tomorrow’s test.

If I should die before I wake,

that’s one less test I’ll have to take.