Fruitless All Nighter
In college I frequently pulled all nighters
And showed up for morning tests somewhat less brighter
With caffeine and pizza I struggled to stay awake
And was always prepared for exams to take
To excel on the curve, you had to be a fighter
For twelve hours straight, I crammed names and dates in my head
History consumed me and I never went to bed
Memorization proved a successful technique
But my brain grew weary and my eyesight was weak
I always entered the classroom feeling half dead
But never did I experience more dismay
Than I felt when I walked into a class one May
To find I was the only student in the room
Within there was quite a sense of impending doom
The test, you see, had been scheduled for the next day
*Limerick series for Paula's "The Light Is On, But Nobody's Home" challenge
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