You know that feeling of pain in your ribs
No, wait—
I believe it’s the lungs

You know that feeling of pain in your lungs
That pain that says I’ve been working too long
It says maybe I’ve been essay writing too long
It’s kinda hindering my breathing too
And I like my breathing
Also, it means I probably need
To take off that horrible undergarment
That has wire in it
And I dare say it’s poking me in the ribs
Lungs, lungs,
I meant lungs

Oh woe! Woe is us!

Weep the students dreadfully

We hath our finals coming up

And little time to study

The sun doth shine, so lovely

And the weather sings of spring

But we have much to do inside

And little time for loitering