The Exam Hall Of Blues

Three lads from Zambia, with exams on the line
Decided to skip said, "Studying is a crime!"
They hatched a plan, slick as grease
To fool their lecturer with the greatest of ease

"Oh, sir, we're dirty, from head to toe
Attended a wedding, but the car said, 'No'
We pushed and we shoved, but it wouldn't budge
Grant us three days, Sir, don't hold a grudge!"

The lecturer nodded, with a knowing smile
"Take your three days, then walk the mile"
The students they crammed, with all their might
Came back ready, to their lecturer's delight

But oh, the twist, in the tale's next part
The lecturer's questions were a work of art
"Who got married?
Where did you dine?
What car broke down?
Your answers must align!"

Now they're sweating, in separate rooms
Their clever ruse met with impending dooms
Four questions only, but oh so vast
Their answers must match, or they won't pass

So let this be a lesson, to one and all
Honesty is the best policy, to avoid the fall
For the students of Zambia, caught in their hall
It's a test of their story, the truth to recall

The lecturer nodded, with a knowing smile
"Take your three days, then walk the mile"



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