College Town Blues 1
Listen with tired ears
To the ebbing and flowing,
Dancing and dying,
Waves of
Sound and silence
Of the music
From the frat house party
Growing quiet,
Sober enough,
Every time the singing of
Cop cars
Is heard above the screaming night.
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