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Rated: E · Poetry · Satire · #2155650
How I got my moniker when disenchanted with the College of William and Mary as a student.
Math, physics, English, and so on—
    alas, are tiresome!
All the professors here go on
    with a prime axiom.

A moldy, college campus where
    knowledge and books abound,
freshmen and co-eds are clueless
    and confused all around.

Mid-terms and finals I so dread
    as the semester wends;
the pressure's on me to study
    as my freshmen year ends.

School's oppressive this semester,
    I'll see my old provost
and leave 'ere I rot and fester
    to try a better post.

William & Mary's M.B.A.'s
    are just worthless BS;
degrees from the home of “The Tribe”
    are dross that obsolesce.

I'll make rhymes as “The Swarthy Bard”—
    for lines are my forté,
not tomes or stuffy scholastics:
    now Poesy's my métier!
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