Wednesday, November 28, 2018

The Snow Song Akshat Iyer

I wake up, again, and again, in this room
The school is about to lead to my doom
But there are some days where that goes away
It's almost like it's a holiday

When the ground is white, and covered with snow
And roads are black, which makes it hard to go,
The day that every child hopes for
But will it ever, will it ever

Snow
Will it fall on the lawn that we mow?
I really want a snow day tomorrow
Otherwise I will have great sorrow

5 Tests, need sleep
I can't do this any longer 'cause school's cheap
I'm falling on my bed, needing a miracle
Divine Intervention, Help me 'cause it needs to 

Snow
Please fall on the lawn that we mow?
I really want a snow day tomorrow
Otherwise I will have great sorrow

I woke up,
And the ground was white, and was covered with snow
And the roads were black, which made it hard to go
The day that we all hoped for,
It has really, it has really

Snowed
It fell on the lawn that we mow,
I had a great day today,
forgetting about the tests I had tomorrow,

But then I realized,
I'm in the same situation as yesterday,
I still have 5 tests, and I need sleep,
I fell on my bed, hoping for a miracle
Divine Intervention, Help me 'cause it needs to 

Snow
Please fall on the lawn that we mow?
I really want a snow day tomorrow
Otherwise I will have great sorrow

Snow
Please fall on the lawn that we mow?
I really want a snow day tomorrow
Otherwise I will have great sorrow

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Credits to the Autumn Anxiety Discord for helping me think of the refrain of this song.

6 comments:

  1. Please perform this for the class.

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  2. This is really good, maybe Mr. Brennan will give you extra credit if you perform this in class.

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  3. The mad lad actually did it... And it actually is pretty good! Also pretty accurate how whenever we have a snow day we still procrastinate...

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  4. I will religiously recite this every time there is a mere fractional percent chance for snow. In this household we only worship https://www.snowdaycalculator.com

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