A College Prayer

O Lord, Hear my anxious plea
Calculus is killing me
I know not of 'dx' or'dy'
And probably won't until I die.
Please, Lord, help me in this hour
As I take my case to the highest power.
I care not for fame nor loot
Just help me find one square root.
And Lord, please let me see
One passing mark in organic chemistry.
Ah such a thing a constantly dread
I'd rather join the Marines instead.
Lord, please give me a sign
That you've been listening all this time
Please lead me out of this constant coma
And give me my shot at my diploma.