Deviant Login Shop  Join deviantART for FREE Take the Tour
×

More from deviantART



Details

Submitted on
December 28, 2007
File Size
535 bytes
Thumb

Stats

Views
7,025
Favourites
0
Comments
0
×
Here Follow Some Verses Upon The Receiving of Our Trig Grades

Heavens align and stars shatter;
Grades plummet with a deafening clatter.
Whether you fell to hell or rose to heaven,
The value of such is fifty-seven.
And on this challenge of tangent and sine,
I, myself, received a forty-nine.
But fear not, child, for there be hope for you yet,
For on Monday we take a retest.
I made this poem between Trigonometry and English for my friend who was nervous about receiving a grade on her Trig test. It's very much my style. Overdramatic and incoherent.
No comments have been added yet.

Add a Comment: