Twas the night before finals,
And all through the town
Starbucks was open
Filled with a crowd.
The essays were written
Problems were solved.
Students anguished with fear
Because finals were near.
Desired to be nestled in bed
Watching Grey’s or Parks and Rec.
Students frantically finished their work
As the 8am final was in the lerk.
Crying and sobbing as they looked ahead
Realizing that there is no time for bed.
One chapter down
Thirty more to go.
There only desire is to be at home.
To layout all summer
And live with mother.
But they can’t leave just yet
Half a semester still in the fret.
This grade is the decider
And they will go down a fighter.
Two chapters through; twenty nine to go.
Its 2am!
OH NO.
Time to cram,
Time to scram,
Sparknote this, Cliffnote that,
Simply give the surface a scratch.
Only view the example
There is no time to solve.
I quit;
can we call it a draw?
Fail I will
Summer school I must.
There is no way out of this crunch.
To bed I go, just to rest my eyes
Cram in the morning
To prevent my despise.
Challenge you I do,
Challenge you I must,
Keep your pencil sharp,
Your Caffeine full,
Don’t quit till it’s over
And grab an Aggie four leaf clover,
Put your penny on Sully,
And live the spirit fully.
I end with one simple longing
Of a happy finals for all,
And for all a curve up.