The Campus Disease
The Campus disease
New students report fresh and healthy
Soon they all become disabled and lost
Polio in the limbs, river blindness in the eyes
Wax in the ears and stones in the heads
You can see Vice Chancellor extra-happy
Continuing students scatter their lips in joy
Lecturers carrying big stomachs in corridors
As they plot to punish stubborn healthy lots
Happy with their conditions of disabilities
They acquire metallic baskets to roll around
Hire bright students to do their course works
And nocturnal parasites to do the daily dying
Vice Chancellor as the Chief Priest in charge
Bellows orders like a bull in the cathedral college
And every disabled member kneels eyes closed,
Praying, “Prof. Prof. “whom to obey but thee!”
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