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I wish I knew the answer
To the problem that lay ahead,
I didn't, and stared at the wall plaster,
Following the ants in their parade.
The board was black
Resembling the moonless night,
I gazed at the nearby rack,
And kept trying with all my might.
The chalk dust posed a threat,
To my reputation that was at stake,
The questions that shone bright in white,
Made a mockery of my current plight.
I scratched my head,
And chewed my pen,
Nowhere did it lead,
And I was now a slaughtered hen.
The death knell rang loud and clear,
Please tell me the answer, oh my dear !!!
All in vain, the invigilator took my paper away,
And she laughed at the blank sheet, to my utter dismay.
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