‘Twas the month before exams, and all through the halls,
The students were abuzzing, behind laptop walls.
Maps were scattered, some still incomplete,
As the 1Ls stressed hard, with deadlines to meet.
The 3Ls were lounging, their wisdom hard-earned,
While 1Ls stared blankly, as their brains nearly burned.
Yet hope softly glimmered—a sign posted clear:
“Free coffee and snacks in the atrium!” Oh, the joy and the cheer!
“Don’t forget,” came a Quercus reminder, “assignments are due
By December the 18th—just a few more weeks to push through!”
The scramble began to book study room seats,
For the best spots were scarce, gone quick in repeats.
Through Bora Laskin, a chorus rang true,
“Have you finished your Map? I’ll trade notes with you!”
The air felt electric with tension and hope,
As the caffeine and snacks helped students to cope.
So back to their books, the students all turned,
The lessons of law slowly being learned.
And as finals approached, with deadlines in sight,
They prepped with a plan to emerge from the fight.
The SNAILS (Students Not Actually In Law School),
Entered the library in droves,
Assuming they would go unnoticed:
“A law student could study biology, I suppose.”
The law students paced, their outlines a mess,
“Is this about duress? I’m just way too stressed!”
Their caffeine-fueled minds couldn’t stop, couldn’t slow,
“Is this stare decisis? Or a ratio? I don’t know!”
But dear law student, as you sit in your nook,
With your SLS past student outlines, and borrowed textbooks,
Remember this truth, for it’s simple and true:
Finals will end, and you’ll make it through.
So here’s to the students, both stressed and prepared,
To the notes that were written, the lessons all shared.
May your efforts be fruitful, your hard work take flight—
Good luck on your finals, and to all a good night!