Friday, August 26, 2005


After Persons last night, I had this insatiable urge to look for this poem that I first saw on my best man's shirt from college:

I think that I shall never see
A grade as lovely as a three
A three that’s earned with blood and sweat
When failing is a serious threat
A three I’ve asked for God all day
Knowing praying is the only way
Exams are taken by fools like me,
But only God can give a three