‘Twas the night before the first day, when all throughout Stevens
Not an exam was stirring, not for any reasons;
The dorms were full with freshmen with hopes,
With thoughts that Farvardin would soon show them the ropes;
The buildings were cleansed of any chance of COVID,
While teachers were preparing to be devoted;
And The Stute in their office, with printing ready,
Had just prepared their first issue for publication already,
When over campus there arose such a clatter,
The Stute sprang from their office to see what was the matter.
