Just another 'PoU'm

This semester, there was a choice of course,
I chose, alas, The Physics of Universe.

The earth (for all intents and purposes) was a sphere,
So were the marks, and that gave me the scare.

The class, it seemed, begun at dawn,
The prof's eyes met mine, and I stifled a yawn.

Crammed up 'astronomical' figures, I wonder why?
Galileo was confusing, so was Tycho Brahe!

I swept the azimuth, and climbed up the pole,
Burst in a 'nova, and became a black hole.

The mids, the end-sem sped by like light,
The magical 25 percent was still out of sight.

"You'll fail only if you deserve to", the professor proclaimed,
The hopes and dreams of hundreds was drained.

He'll fail me, He'll fail me not, there were rumours galore,
I'd had so much of it, I wanted no more.

Sprang up in no time, the placements and CAT,
The fear of an 'F' pinned us to the mat.

We could whine, we could explain, we could cuss,
But there seemed no way we could "Ask the Pankaz!".

But God hears our prayers, he's surely not deaf,
I now have a 'Z' and an 'S', but, it seems, no 'F'.