By Alex Worrall
“Twas the day before break, when all through the halls,
All students were anxiously climbing the walls;
The lockers were open- Kids combing their hair,
In hopes that some snowflakes would soon fill the air,
Kids were excited to sleep late in their beds;
While visions of carefree days danced in their heads;
With people in the office and I in my class,
We just settled down and let our brains rest at last;
When outside the room there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter;
I looked out the window to see what was there,
And all I saw were the kids y...
