Once upon a midnight dreary, there I lay in house so eerie,1
After long and dreadful reading, lying on the cold hard floor.2
Unable to rise and lumber, up to bed where I could slumber,3
Rigid as a green cucumber, dreading my awaited bore.4
Pondering the night ahead, I shiver to my body’s core,5
Knowing I must study more.6
I could read or I could rest; with six short hours till the test,7
Words on paper sounding bleakly, seems that I’ve read them before8
Why cannot my brain remember, not one little brainy ember?9
I learned these words last December, these words that I have to store.10
The exam will not be easy, no matter what I implore,11
Studying forevermore.12
Meandering to my bedroom, while my mind is screaming, “KA-BOOM!” 13
Tell my mom and myself, too, I’d study later, that I swore14
I have Googled my friend’s name, but every website is the same15
Solitaire is a fun game, but a zero’s still my vacant score16
“New Mail” folder now is empty, reading mail was such a chore17
Electronics are no more.18
I’ll procrastinate all night, if I don’t keep my books in sight19
Here, I’ll write some notes on paper while I sit upon the floor.20
All my doubts, they went unspoken, drawing makes my focus broken21
Doodles will not be a token when I’m still awake at four.22
Yet I question if I’ll ever win a battle of this war23
Studying forevermore.24
Fine’ly opening the book and quickly now I take a look25
Read page two, address page three, and drowsily I skim page four26
Soon my eyelids start to flutter, “I must study” I do mutter27
When I glance at all the clutter, I crawl o’er to shut the door28
The next time that I wake up, it is five o’clock, I hear a snore29
I’ll pass a test nevermore.30
Author notes
This was great fun to write, and a prompt from my literary adviser. :]
A contest entry
- Funny and Random by Thorn-on-the-Rose.
175 points, ended July 22, 127 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is lovely. real poetry, as all of mine lacks rythm/rhyme/all essence of poetry.
Though a few lines were awkward and definitely could have been better, overall I really liked this.
P.S. Welcome to SW and such!
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*laughs* I remember some of those nights - eventually I always managed to convince myself that sleep was more important than extr cramming because without enough sleep I never remember what I've studied anyways.
It was extra fun since you were mimicking sucn an interesting and well-known, though rarely-used, poetic form. Everyone knows the Raven, after all. 
Now, I hope you were studying for a literature class. *laughs* Thanks for the fun read! Good luck with all of your future writing, and welcome to Storywrite! 
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