D-day.

On friday, it's D-day.
What a good day,
wasted on filling in papers,
that proves nothing,
and brings no meaning,
to me.

But the adults say,
study now,
and don't play the fool,
don't look at your com and drool.
Go,
sit by the table,
take the exercises, and DO!

what the hell, who cares. I don't give a damn fark about it.