*Sung to the tune of "O Christmas Tree"*
Oh,
Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
How tough are your two
branches.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
To pass, what are my chances?
Derivatives, I cannot take,
At
integrals my fingers shake.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
How tough are your two branches.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
Your
theorums I can't master.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
My
proofs are a disaster.
You pull a trick out of the air,
Or find a reason, God knows where.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
Your theorums I can't master.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
Your problems do distress me.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
Related rates depress me.
I cut out boxes in my sleep,
And max and min do make me weep.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
Your problems do distress me.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
My
limit I am reaching.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
For mercy, I'm beseeching.
My grades do not approach a B,
They're just an
epsilon from D.
Oh, Calculus; Oh, Calculus,
My
limit I am reaching.
- Anonymous