Students Poem by George Hunter

As I was walking through the grass
I grabbed my girlfriend by the ass.
—It felt so nice and round and plump
—I’ve never felt a better rump.
So I just had to make a pass

As we continued through the grasses
She said, I am between my classes
—As I have no more courses
—We don’t have to hold our horses.
Just wait til I take off my glasses
‘Cause you know how rough the grass is.

So she took off her glasses
And we both made several passes
—We had lots of fun that day
—Rolling around in the hay.
And got grass stains on our asses.

That’s why I like to go to school
To try and learn the Golden Rule
—Do unto others as you would have them do unto you
—Is a fine bit of knowledge I did accrue
And she agreed and all was cool.