I Became a Fish
Texas A and M when I was in school
You could only survive, if you were cool
Things are so different from when I went there
I have some examples I’d like to share
An all military college back then
Nothing but males were allowed to attend
You’re called a “Fish” throughout you’re freshman year
Or a “Frog” if at mid-term you appear
A “Fish” has only one privilege per man
To get away with anything he can
If an upper classman treats a Fish wrong
“Get-even” time may occur before long
A “drown-out” is a favored revenge ploy
But it takes two when it’s time to deploy
One with the waste basket full of water
One to slam /jam the door at the slaughter
A “drown out” with plain water’s not so bad
There’re other things that can make you so sad
Like corn flakes soaked till they get gooey smelly
Or slaughter house blood coagulated like jelly
Another “get-even” I can recall
Affected everyone down that hall
Three Thanksgiving turkeys in a dorm room
Four days later, a rotten stinky tomb
There are so many stories I could tell
Some are so bad that they wouldn’t read well
Most of the years at college were a ball
But my “Fish” year was the best of them all
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2011
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