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[Comments] (2) Courtesy of Chris:

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 their thinking 
In my own apartment 
I had been pacing 
And dreading exams 
I soon would be facing 
My roomate 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 mind went ablur 
and 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 
When futures depend 
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 
when all of a sudden 
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 hear 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!

Comments:

Posted by Sumana at Wed Dec 10 2003 22:52

Rachel - if you put a "pre" tag (just like "b" for bold or "I" for italics or "p" for new paragraph) around the poem it'll be easier to read.

Posted by Rachel at Wed Dec 10 2003 23:37

Wahoo! Thanks, Sumana!


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