'Twas the Night Before Buckeye BeatDown Skit/Poem by yours Truly

'Twas the night before Buckeye BeatDown, when all thro' the house
Not a Hokie was stirring, not even an ounce
The jerseys were hung by the locker with care,
In hopes that HokieNation soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Buckeye tears danc'd in their heads,
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below;

When, what to my wondering drunk eyes should appear,
But a massive bus and eighteen hundred Hokie peers

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be ole Coach Beamer
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and call'd them by name:
"Now! Juice now! Brewer, now! Hodges and Malleck,
"On! Dadi, on! Maddy , on! Fuller and Bonner;
"To the top of the polls! To the top of the Nation
"Now JC dash away! Shai Dash away! HokieNation Dash away all!"
And the dry eyes that before the wild tears fly,

When the Buckeyes get beat in an unruly match. They then curl up in their little old shoe
So back to Virginia Tech HokieNation they flew
With the plane full of cheers and Coach Frank Beamer too:

Goodnight my brothers tomorrow will be a great day for HokieNation.

Let's Goooooo!!!!!!!