their construction
always cutting us off
as we make our
freezing journey to class at dawn
where their muddy
coffee-like puddles pool.
They go and plant a
hedge to make the place look cool
when the visitors are
around, but the next day yank it out—
(it’s costly to keep
on grounds!).
They lay a brick path
for them and even plant trees
to keep our grasses
clean from our shortcuts on the greens,
and pull it all out
on the next pass.
“Your tuition at
work!” the sign reads.
But I just want to
get to class.
--Farewell Frat Row
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