There’s strange men who invade my room
They claims to be RAs
But their habit of not knocking
Has left me in a daze
Like yesterday I’m in my room
Writing my nightly poem
When suddenly a strange man came
To come invade my home
And then again later that night
My quad door swung open
And in walked my RAs again
At least an hour past ten
They walked and talked around my quad
Twas far past my bedtime
So for my lack of sleep they get
Tonight’s short little rhyme