\© ዓ 8 éभन्न सृ६९ 7une : MIDNIGHT CHOO CHOG. When the 'Varsity students sit for an exam., an exam., They sit and stare an exam. And tear their hair As they see that nasty supervisor man. They get into a choler And they holler, "Hang Exams." "Hang Exams.' That's where they rack their brain To bring facts back again Which they cannot retain And they could not cra-am, And they hear the Textile's yells, Motor horns and lecture bells, All are bored, all are bored, All are bored with an exam. When you look for the results of your exam, your exam. your exam. You loudly swear, Your name's not there If you had that musty old inspector man You'd grip him by the collar And you’d holler "Hang it all, hang it all You must have been insane To make me plough again, My work has been in vain All my swot and cra-am."
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