Twas The Week Before Easter

Twas the week before Easter,
And all through the school.
Not a creature is stirring,
Not even a ghoul.

All the halls are empty,
As empty as can be.
And guess what that means,
There's no one but me.

I can't eat the food,
I'm all by myself.
And what's worse that that,
There's a rat on the shelf.

Why won't anyone help me,
I'm going out of my mind.
Everyone is gone,
Where is someone kind.

Just one more week of this,
And I'll leave this school.
To never return to this place,
Will be my rule.