My Room Above At College Poem by Richard George

My Room Above At College

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Roused,3 A.M.
by a muffled fiesta,
bedsprings' creak
and a duet of asthma -

feverish tenor,
a burst of soprano
like porkers jugulared -
I shudder. 'Oh no'.

In refectory next morning
they both seem unscathed;
but wistful, sheepish,
a little dazed.

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Richard George

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Cheltenham, U.K.
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