The Anxious Symphony

A bare rubber sole taps hastily agaiunst the linoleum tile, pencil erasers bounce continuously all the while. In accordance with a strict militant cadence, the test takers continually lose patience. Nail biting, deep breathing, and soft murmuring; everyone displayed their own form of nurturing. A bit of Frost or Whittman eases my mind, I straddle my chair with a  calming poetic kind. Oh, the harmonius brilliance of perfectly timed fright! The pace of anxious freedom couldn't be further out of sight.