Composed in the spirit of a former student disillusioned and disenchanted with the University of the College of William and Mary in Williamsburg, Virginia due to its snobbish elitism and sectarian ultra-conservatism.
Law, English, business, and so on— alas, are tiresome! All the professors here go on with a prime axiom. A moldy, college campus where knowledge and books abound, freshmen and co-eds are clueless and confused all around. Mid-terms and finals I so dread as the semester wends; the pressure's on me to study as my freshmen year ends. School's oppressive this semester, I'll see my old provost and leave 'ere I rot and fester to try a better post. William & Mary's M.B.A.'s are just worthless BS (degrees from the home of “The Tribe,” dross that just obsolesce). I'll trill as “The Lithium-Laced Lyrist”— as rhymes are my forté, not tomes or stuffy scholastics: for poesy's my métier!
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