Twelve Days of Christmas:

On the first day of finals, my teacher gave to me

A headache and a fat C.

On the second day of finals, my teacher gave to me

Two hours of sleep

And a headache and a fat C.

On the third day of finals, my teacher gave to me

Three failed exams,

Two hours of sleep,

And a headache and a fat C.

On the fourth day of finals, my teacher gave to me

Four extra pounds,

Three failed exams,

Two hours of sleep,

And a headache and a fat C.

On the fifth day of finals, my teacher gave to me

Five bucks in my account,

Four extra pounds,

Three failed exams,

Two hours of sleep,

And a headache and a fat C.

On the sixth day of finals, my teacher gave to me

…. Nothing. Finals are done. God bless.

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Finals:

It’s beginning to look a lot like finals,

Everywhere you go.

Take a look in the library,

All around you you will see

The crying kids with drooping eyelids overflow

It beginning to look a lot like finals,

Everywhere you go.

But the cringiest sight to see

Is the letter that will be

On your transcript at home

A pair of leggings and coffee and hours of study

Is the life of the college student.

As and degrees and a life free of C’s

Is the hope of your college children

And all of them can hardly wait for their finals to end.

Sleigh Ride

Just hear those students studying

Stressing, worrying too

Come on it’s perfect weather

For a study date together with you

Outside the grades are falling

And sleep is calling yoo-hoo

Come on it’s perfect weather for a finals week together with you

Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, let’s go

Let’s see what we know

We’re drowning in a bucketload of woe

Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, it’s grand

Just see it firsthand

We’re riding along with a song