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 © | Year Posted 2011

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