Nursing school oh nursing school, you are the worst
You suck up my life and must always be first.
I rise and I read long books about pharm
When I sleep I dream about the parts of the arm
Between clinicals and class, studying and eating
“Who needs sleep?” I ask, with a bleary greeting.
My life will be great when I graduate
I will finally have so much less on my plate.
Soon I will take those glorious steps
As a new grad I take on whatever’s next.
And I’ll whisper to those who just are starting,
“For the next 4 years from your life you’ll be parting”