"Calculus"

The first few months of math seemed to be easy as pi
November however leaves you feeling about to die.
When we understood calculus' 'simpler' things
We left the classroom feeling like kings.
Now that we have added on to the problem
There seems to be no simple way to solve 'em.
Moving from the explict differentiation and finding the derivative of only X
To the implicit differentiation where there are X and Y and dy/dx leaves you wondering what's next.
Worse then just that, which was quite enough to contend with,
Is finding the first derivative and not being able to end with it.
Second derivatives, when only explicit,
Can be seen as reasonable. When it becomes implicit it is closer to illicit.
Surely with this difficulty it isn't unheard of,
That Calculus doesn't fit everyone like a glove.
But with much practice I have seem to have gotten better,
And when we practice with a partner we can work it out together.
Time will tell if I have it mastered,
Once the test has been administered.
Though since the tests are always hard,
I am not sure if an A is in my cards.
Math is not a subject I have especially enjoyed,
And i see no real world way for calculus to be employed.
That is why I am sure when I have to split,

I am unlikely to miss it!

"Bow Down and Obey"

  

Every October

New Milford has spirit week

And students compete

There is dress up days

Decorating the hallways 

And even relays

There’s also the cheer

All students hold this week dear

There is never fear

That it is too much

So we go all out and such

And it is a rush

We had never won

Next year we’d be gone

We needed this one

So we set our pace

Then won the relay race

And came in first place

Nothing more to say

Then for underclassmen to…

Bow Down and Obey

 

“No More Green Paint”

One day senior year is like no other

The day we mark the field house with our name

And of course we can paint one another

Green paint flies and it’s anything but tame

We rush from the doors as fast as we can

Wanting to be the first one to get there

To get a good spot you need a game plan

The people in front of me stop to stare

When I see what’s waiting I nearly faint

It is nothing short of a tragedy

What I see is there is no more green paint

The point is to paint so how can that be?

Now we have to find a way to get more

We had to go and borrow some from a friend

Then we found a spot closer to the floor

 And that is where our names went in the end.