DARTYYYYYYYYYYy

'Twas the night before the first Darty, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The coolers were stocked by the bar with great care,
In hopes that the party soon would be there.

The bros were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Red Solo Cups danced in their heads.
And the sorority girls in their game day outfits so bright,
Had just settled down after a pre-Darty night.