Though it may be finals week, it's still the holiday season. So here' s a poem to get you in the holiday mood while expressing all your thoughts and feelings as you make your way through the rest of your finals.

Twas the night before finals, when all through the school

Not a student was happy, everyone was just trying to keep their cool

The books were open, with fright and with care

In hopes, that by chance, everything that had to be known would be there

There was no one nestled all snug in their beds

Because there was too much information that had to be crammed into heads

Energy drinks were bought, coffee was drank

By the end of finals week, no one had any money left in the bank

The library became your home; you hadn’t been outside in 12 hours

What you really wanted most was to just be drinking a whiskey sour

Two finals in one day, you thought that was cruel

Other future professions were considered, even possibly being a drug mule

You became surrounded by flash cards, study guides and books

You could of sworn that person across from you was giving you funny looks

It had been days since you’ve slept, but it felt like years

The girl right next to you, she just burst into tears

You wonder if it’s all worth it, as you walk into your tests

All the cramming and reading, the lack of any rest

But you make it to the end, the week is finally over

You proved you wouldn’t quit, that you’re no pushover

It’s time to go home, to go get under a warm fluffy blanket

Another finals week is over, and against all odds, you can say, “I made it!”