*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