Twas the night before finals, in the dorms they all sat Not a student was partying, not even the frat. The books all piled up to the top of the room, Only 12 hours left ‘till they head to their doom. The freshmen were cramming it all in their heads, Not a single Facebook status was left unread. My roommate in her pj’s, and I in my slacks, Trying to find a way to relax. When out in the hallway there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the chair to see what was the matte