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I was merrily watching “The Man Who Saw Tomorrow”,
And by heart did not have a trace of sorrow,
While all the time I was painfully aware,
That I had a history exam, the next day, to dare.
The next morning I woke up feeling jubilant,
Indeed I was extremely confident,
Let it be my history exam or the Mt. Everest to scale,
Through these obstacles I would easily sail.
And in the school when the exam commencement bell rang!
And the history paper came in my hands and Bang!
All my dreams eroded,
As the history questions in my mind exploded.
And I wrote in my trance,
About Wazid Ali’s dance,
Akbar was Cleopatrs’s son,
God knows what all I had done,
I made Hitler win the IInd World War,
And made Rani Jhansi a filmstar.
How my teacher read that rubbish,
And all the answers which were foolish!
No wonder I received all the thrashing like a hero,
And in the history paper I got a big fat ZERO!
-Marisha
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