‘Twas the night before finals,⁠ When all across campus⁠ Students crammed to shove knowledge ⁠ In their hippocampus⁠ ⁠ Snow fell from trees,⁠ The night crept closer.⁠ The sound of the keyboards ⁠ mimicking a composer.⁠ ⁠ The students were quite sleepy⁠ but none touched their beds,⁠ while visions of essays⁠ danced in their heads⁠ ⁠ The rustle of flying flashcards,⁠ The scratch of pencil on paper;⁠ The smell of coffee brewing⁠ Helped us study even later.⁠ ⁠ It seemed like the night would never end⁠ When, suddenly, the library doors opened wide.⁠ We all looked up from our textbooks to see⁠ Louie the Lumberjack tumble inside!⁠ ⁠ He walked through Cline with a big grin⁠ High fiving all in sight.⁠ He lifted our spirits, gave us some snacks,⁠ And shared his advice to get through the night⁠ ⁠ Your grades will be good,⁠ Your professors will be fair.⁠ You have no need to fear ⁠ You are almost there!⁠ ⁠ Just keep calm and kick axe–⁠ We're all rooting for you all, ⁠ So let’s go Jacks!⁠ ⁠ #FinalsEve...