Empty spaces and exposed thighs

Bio,bio, bio
The bane of all followers
Of the purest of sciences
Yet another trial has come and gone
Afraid I am, of screwing this one rather terribly
Empty spaces here and there
A first for me, you see
Blame it I shall, on the absurdly hard nature
Of the paper
Fret I won't, however
For the real thing, I presume
Shall be infinitely easier

And that sums up how I did for my bio paper. Please excuse my lack of literature competency as this is my first foray into poetry writing. I didn't do very well for my Add Math paper too. Paper 2 was insanely hard. But I managed, oh yes, I managed. Mr Hew said it'd be the same standard as in our first trials. Bullshit, I say. Something hilarious happened halfway through the paper though: he ripped his pants on the splinters on the table at the back of the classroom. We could see everything, boxers and the works. I say it's his karma for setting such a ridiculously demanding paper. :P