Examinimation Rap

It's that time of the year again,
today's the day it all begins.
Here's a lil examination rap,
s' what I do s'tead'a last minute prep.
I see your concern, Ms.Vannie Lavergne,
I'll make time for you please wait your turn;)
That Logic exam's gonna be a joke,
sit back n' watch PIE MAN put on a show.
B or not B that's a tautolo-gy,
C and not C s' a logical falla-cy.
Logic exam'll be the first to die, killed by me, Mr.Pie

PHIL 210 - Deductive Logic

Round two, here we go, soon you'll be sucked into a black-hole.
You're about to taste my audacity,
that's coming at you at maximum velocity.
F equals MA,
I'mma chase you all day,
till you give up and say,
"the force is with you, all the way".

So Mr. Physics, why can't you see?
You're nothing more than a lil FBD.
You've been tricky to me but not this time,
who's got my back, that's right it's Einstein!

PHYS230 - Dynamics

Next up for me is Linear Algebra,
the killer math course that everyone fears,
it brings tears,
to many physicists and engineers.
But cheers,
for Pie Man's here,
to smear it,
then put a spear through it.
It's very clear, that your end is near, do you hear, ma' dear?
I'm fed up with your eigenvalues,
your bases and subspaces,
co-factors and vectors.
You're so weak,
I multiply you by zero, and you disappear yo!

MATH133 - Linear

Hurt, from this morning's battle,
but the wound is not fatal,
so I'm still able,
to continue in this fable.
With Linear Algebra slain,
I await on the McIllium plain,
ready to roar in this Greek mythological war.
It's too late to appeal,
for my bow's stretched, aimed at Achilles' heel.
Like Hector I may destroyed,
while defending Troy.
But Wise Seer foretold,
my victory is near,
after which I'll have a beer
and cheer.

With Achilles killed, blood spilled, the prophecy is fulfilled.

CLAS203 - Classical Mythology

Keynesian economy defending the last gate,
but man it's too late,
for this too is part of fate,
for goodness sake, I shall kill it,
and dump its body in the lake,
then bake my victory cake,
and enjoy my Christmas break.

Thanks to the thoughts of Fishereens,
I'mma blast my exam to smithereens,
no more Keynes,
'cause this isn't halloween,
there's no trick-or-treat,
those lefties are pure freaks.

Obama Administration, I saw your doodles,
mastered your model, all that mumbo-jumbo,
and found in your office some really old beer bottles.
You're the reason for our economic struggles,
American housing bubbles,
company collapsals,
while Wall Street rumples, market topples.
I see your fiscal scandals in those garbage public garbles,
if you're not Snow White, don't mind sand in your stilleto,
don't take Eris's Golden Apple,
that's the source of all our troubles....
enough rap game, I'm ready to rumble.

ECON302 - Economics of Money and Banking

The World Through My Apartment Window

Look at the snow flakes,
In the world outside my window
Infinitely tiny,
Fragile
Disappears upon the the slightest touch

Submission to gravity
Fall and fall, they fall
Down and down they go
While glittering,
Sparkling under the moody light

On the ground they stay
Atop of each other they lay
Higher and higher they build
For the temperature is right, tonight
Without the distraction of sunlight

Heavier the wind blew
Faster and faster they flew
Flipping and turning
Spreading the snow
Covering every inch of the ground

Deep into the night,
All that is from heaven came
The dark cloud disappears
Entailing a peaceful dreamy night
In a white world...