School Jokes

O Lord, hear my anxious plea


Calculus is killing me


I know not of 'dx' or 'dy'


And probably won't until the day I die.


Please, Lord, help me in this hour


As I take my case to the highest power.


I care not for fame or loot


Just help me find one square root.


And Lord, please let me see


One passing mark in organic chemistry.


Oh such a thing I constantly dread


I'd just as soon join the Marines instead.


Lord, please give me a sign


That you've been listening all the time.


Please lead me out of this constant coma


And give me a shot at my diploma.