What happens when I’m sitting in an exam and have nothing left to do…

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Was passiert wenn ich in einer Klausur sitze und nichts mehr tun kann…

I

My mind is blank, my paper empty,
chance of success is gone.
The rest of the time I might as well be
rhyming since I am done.

II

I sit here and I am useless
It’s neither the fear nor the stress.
The one that I am,
the idiot man,
is stupid, I have to confess.

III

My head is filled with stupid prose,
pen shaking in my hand.
I cannot help to envy those
who are able to understand.

IV

The clock is ticking, slower than ever,
I am but a stone on the ground.
But I’m sitting here, and to appear clever,
I’ll write ‚til the time runs out.

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