Now In Lecture Halls With Glass
Either she had skipped a class,
Now in lecture halls with Glass
Or had merited The New
For The Quite Brilliant Few:
To no longer mow down grass
Mean labor prefects bypass;
What All Former mates treasure
And strictly take for pleasure
Like Ice-cream-recharged leisure!
It is an Immunity
Not in University
And that’s The Adversity,
For others she shall pity.
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