College Campus - Poem by Colin Murphy
Colleges are very large.
There isn’t much heat.
If you walk into a dorm,
You’ll notice it isn’t neat.
The kids spend much free time in the field house,
Playing sports no doubt.
They spend not much time on homework,
As their grades go down the spout.
It depends on the student’s age,
The freshmen don’t really try.
But when the midterms come in,
They surely will cry.
The Upper-class students, though, are intelligent,
They keep good watch on their schedule,
Because they know if they work hard
For any great job, they could be eligible.
Graduation week comes around quick
And the seniors are a very important group.
The parents will be very proud
But their jobs will tie them in a loop.
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