16 December 2008

A Lyric for the Last Day of the Semester


Stonewall is no fool
Ultimate is his rule
Cabell Library, second floor
Here I'm stuck, until four
This is when RD returns
Quickly I hope he learns
Clark Colie has lost his keys
Of which he dearly needs
You see,
Jezebel, Becker have both returned
Both returned whence they came
And young Rob D, to Norfolk
An asshole of a place
Helpless is my name
At the will of the city streets
The winter chill
Brewski Miller
Alas,
Upon his futon I spent my night
He tried to snuggle, it just wasn't right
Now, from the sky, rain comes down
Upon my face, it has left a frown
Shafe has surely cured my spirits
Gary inquires about the twits
The drunks who molested our banister
But I know nothing of the matter
And Tyer agrees upon the latter
Of my proposals, he will release the bind of Stonewall
The locks that left me in the hall
Soon I will return
What did I learn?
Stonewall is no fool.