A short poem about school, or you

Finals are coming soon
Unyielding professors spread the fear
Can't they see we just want the A's?
Kaleidoscopic disaster every half year

Yummy food comes after
Oh yes, Christmas is what is meant
Until then, we must suffer

But now, I'm studying my ass off
If I can get my 4.0, I'll be glad
Too bad that this be hard, just a tad
Could it be that I'm just stupid?
Hrmmm, I wonder...