Today is the day when the raindrops patter, 
When the wind blows and the leaves scatter. 
      Today my mind’s running hither and thither. 
      It’s a day when my nerves feel all of a dither. 
 
Through the pattering rain and leaves that blow, 
Nearer and nearer to the school I go. 
     Amidst forming chaos and the panic stations, 
     The churning stomach and the expectations - 
 
To a desk in the corner with paper and pen. 
I’m on the starting line, flag’s waved and then – 
    It’s eyes on my paper, the mind on the job. 
    Now, brain in gear - how my temples throb! 
 
I must read the questions, allow time to think; 
Then it’s pen to paper and here comes the ink. 
    Read what you’ve written!  Did you comprehend? 
    'Time’s up!  Stop writing!  Your exams at an end.'

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