Twas The Night Before Trials by George Davis

‘Twas the night before trials, and all the Hodge boys

Were working their socks off, without any noise

Their notes were all printed, their essays prepared

In last minute study, no effort was spared

Prep flew like an arrow, as never before

And soon it was over, some studied no more

They grabbed biscuits and milo, and shared knowing looks

And before you could blink they were back at their books

The last minute cramming went into the night

And the Hodges boys all raged at the dying of light

But no matter that quotes yet remained to be learned

Every one was eventually forced to adjourn

As they headed to bed, their heads filled full of facts

They stood up from their beds and lay down on their backs

Some began to despair at the knowledge they lacked,

While others slept peaceful, their courage intact.

But I hope they remember, these young men of ours

That whate’er may happen, they’re all superstars

And while papers tomorrow may bring naught but strife

Good luck to them all, and a happy #hodglyfe