Oh my dear Lord, hear my anxious plea,
My calculus is killing me.
I know nothing of 'dx' or 'dy',
And I probably won't until the day I die.
My dear Lord, help me in this hour,
As I take my case to the highest power.
I care not for glory or loot,
Just please help me find one square root.
And please Lord, please let me see
One passing mark in organic chemistry.
Oh such a thing I constantly dread
I would just as soon join the Marines instead.
Lord, give me a sign
You have been listening all the time.
Lead me out of this constant coma
And please give me a shot at my diploma.
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