Twas The Night Before Finals

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    Twas The Night Before Finals

    Twas the night before finals,
    And all through the college,
    The students were praying
    For last minute knowledge.

    Most were quite sleepy,
    But none touched their beds,
    While visions of essays
    Danced in their heads.

    Out in the taverns,
    A few were still drinking,
    And hoping that liquor
    Would loosen up their thinking.

    In my own apartment,
    I had been pacing,
    And dreading exams
    I soon would be facing.

    My roommate was speechless,
    His nose in his books,
    And my comments to him
    Drew unfriendly looks.

    I drained all the coffee,
    And brewed a new pot,
    No longer caring
    That my nerves were shot.

    I stared at my notes,
    But my thoughts were muddy,
    My eyes went ablur,
    I just couldn't study.

    "Some pizza might help,"
    I said with a shiver,
    But each place I called
    Refused to deliver.

    I'd nearly concluded
    That life was too cruel,
    With futures depending
    On grades had in school.

    When all of a sudden,
    Our door opened wide,
    And Patron Saint Put It Off
    Ambled inside.

    His spirit was careless,
    His manner was mellow,
    He started to bellow:

    "What kind of student
    Would make such a fuss,
    To toss back at teachers
    What they tossed at us?"

    "On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes!
    On last year's exams!
    On Wingit and Slingit,
    And last minute crams!"

    His message delivered,
    He vanished from sight,
    But we heard him laughing
    Outside in the night.

    "Your teachers have pegged you,
    So just do your best.
    Happy Finals to All,
    And to All, a good test."