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Poem Details
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| Title: | The Swarthy Bard |
| Author: | Ngoc Nguyen |
| Date Submitted: | 10/9/2018 |
| Poem: |
Math, physics, English, and so on— alas, are tiresome! All the professors here go on with a prime axiom. A stuffy, college campus where knowledge and books abound, freshmen and co-eds are clueless and confused all around. Mid-terms and finals I do dread as each semester ends; the pressure's on me to study as the semester wends. School's oppressive this semester, I'll see my old provost and leave 'ere I rot and fester to take up a new post. William & Mary's M.B.A.'s are just worthless BS; degrees from the home of “The Tribe” are crap that obsolesce. I'll do rhymes as “The Swarthy Bard” as poems are my forté — not tomes or stuffy scholastics; ballads are my métier!... |