Hey all, I just wanted to share this little gem with all of you. My friend Jimmy Buckley wrote it and I helped him out a little bit while we were both at our job in the Office of Admissions. So if you would like a fantastic laugh, give it a read!
T’was the eve before finals and all over campus,
Starbucks was flowing and stress has run rampant.
Study guides were posted in emails with care.
In hopes that the end would soon be there.
Students were rattled, sleepless and dead.
While Nightmares of failures ran wild through their heads.
Tutors with their knowledge and computers on their laps,
Had just settled down for a pre-finals nap.
When out on the green their arouse such a noise,
It was the sound of delirious freshman Fitch boys.
Away from my desk I crawled slowly to bed.
Threw over the sheets and covered my head.
Dust on my textbooks from semesters ago,
Paying homage to information I surely did not know.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
A gift from my RA, and the test from last year.
With a blue ball point pen, caffeinated and shaking,
I knew that the opportunity was mine for the taking.
Quickly I jotted, scribbled and flew
Channeling energy I wouldn’t renew
Now Coffee! Now Sugar! Now Monster kick in!
On Adrenaline*! On Red Bull! On thought process within!
To the top of the library, to the end of the halls,
Type away, Type away, Type away all!
As the sun began to rise, I knew dawn was approaching.
Surely my soul would soon need coaching.
A bagel I grabbed and one more coffee to boot,
I quickly saw it would all be for moot.
As I walked in the class, friends I did see.
Looking back with hopeful smiles at me.
The teacher, careful and slowly she walked in.
A wry smile we saw turn into a grin.
I replied with a smile, she knew I was faking.
Little did we know an open book test we’d be taking.
A huge sigh was released, a collective breath we took.
Thanking the presence of this grade saving book.
So good luck to all, and some sanity too.
For finals week is upon us, may we all make it through.
Special thanks to Chris Kwok, Maddie Hogan, Megan Fleming and Joe Flanagan for helping me out when words didn’t seem to rhyme.
Adrenaline* was replaced to censor a particular word, of who’s use I do not condone