Sunday, October 11, 2009

I, Being a Senior and Distressed

I, being a Senior and distressed,
By all the commitments and work of my kind,
Am urged by your website to find,
Your campus fair, and feel a certain zest
To bear your course load upon my breast:
So subtly is the application of yours designed,
To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind,
And leave me once again undone, possessed.
Think not for this, however, the poor treason,
Of my stout blood against my staggering brain,
I shall attempt you with fear, or season
My insecurity with doubt - let me make it plan:
I find this frenzy insufficient reason
For hesitancy when we meet again.

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