(See companion post for today for story behind this little ditty.)

"The Bar, the Bar, my kingdom for the Bar."

There isn't actually a kingdom,
I doubt if there really is a "bar",
But toiling over this wisdom,
I hope to go quite far,

But first the sweat of my brow,
Must show the world, somehow,
That up is up and down is down,
This world is big and quite, quite round,
And I'm deserving of at least,
A passing grade from this beast,

And so the Bar exam I take,
And with each passing day,
I truly learn just what's at stake,
And here's all I can say,

"The Bar, the Bar, I hope I'll pass the Bar." 

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