Ornithology/Exams

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I open my textbook,

Which weighs about a ton

And I smell the beautiful,

Never-been-opened-before scent.

Guilt roils within me,

But I brush it aside.

(24 hours to go for the exam)

I skim through the pages

Like a low-flying pelican,

I pick out the important topics,

Like a fussy, choosy vulture.

And then, I take an unexpected dive into the book,

Like a kingfisher that just spotted a fish.

(20 hours to go....)

Akin to a bald eagle that greedily clasps its prey,

I try to grasp each minute concept.

I read through each line with the velocity of a falcon,

I repeat, by rote, each definition like a parrot.

I'm a pigeon now, making tensed wheezing noises.

(15 hours to go....)

I peck at my food like a little canary,

I'm a tetchy mother hen, with a sharp, sharp beak,

Looking at the topics left over,

I feel like a duck out of water.

(10 hours to go.....)

Sleep is unthinkable,

So, I transform into an owl,

Burning the midnight oil.

(1 more hour to go... Oh no!!!)

I approach the exam hall,

Where my friends are gathered,

We're all babbling like agitated turkeys,

And then.....

The bell rings!!!!!

Strangely calm, I breath a silent prayer,

And enter the hall as peaceful as a dove.

Thanks for reading!!😊

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