In Which I Cram…

Dear Squirrel and Readers –

Well its the night before my last final, and I’m having a harder and harder time focusing. I’ve been bit by the good old procrastination bug. So in the spirit of putting off more work, I’m gunna post a poem I found that reallys sums up how all college students in my position feel.

Its call 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 their thinking.

In my own dorm room,
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 all shot.

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

“Some pizza might help,”
I thought with a shiver,
But each place that 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 looked straight at me,
And 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.”

And to all a good night – Hedgehog