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You fill out a form to get into the dorm;
you fill out a form to get out of the dorm.

There are forms for the Government, forms for the school.
Forms if you've foolishly broken a rule.

There are forms to add classes,
and forms to drop classes,
and forms to appraise,
change,
and re-arrange classes.

If you need money or housing or food,
Student Services has lots of forms they've accrued.

You can fill forms out appraising professors
Professors fill forms out for student digressors

Advising, revising, and changes in grades...
what jobs are available; how much they're paid.

If you find your advisor's advice makes you yelp,
there are forms to find allies, whose job is to help.

Forms help you find places you can go to hide,
if nothing else works, that the U can provide.
There are bureaucrats who will take students' sides
and will help students get through those hassles, besides.

All codes and procedures, from first to last day,
are on forms you fill out just as long as you stay.

It's hoped that these forms are enough to get you
to finish your studies at good ol' State U!

And if you should happen to lose one of these...
they've got a form for that, too!

Postscript:  

Staying power of my Poetical Vision,
is such it transcends technologic transition.
The forms thus described date from 1969.
They're all still now available – except that they're on-line!

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