Best Mater Poems

Accepted to medical school
Too old but in the entrance pool
Where is the back door? 
There's my dorm with a drawer 
Since I’m a cadaver quite cool...

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I had hoped there would be a 50th class reunion for my class of 67.
Instead, I got word the other day that Aggie High is closing its doors.

For four years, I was taught by some of the finest teachers in America.
For four long years, I...

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Higher learning in Iran we know
Is sometimes about long ago
Their school's short on praise
It's name starts a blame phrase
Which is ''Ayatollah U'' so!...

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Vembadi, my Alma Mater


On day one, I stepped into school tearfully,
In school uniform, clutching my bag nervously.
Miss Barker appeared! I gazed  at her fearfully,
Her foreign face scared the native lass tremendously!

Miss Barker, the disciplinarian, and her walk daily
From Lower to Upper School, we’ll never...

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I miss your beauty and splendor:
The sun that pierces through your greenest trees,
Dreams that were born within your premises;
The great books I devoured within your precincts.

Shall I ever set my foot their again?
If so, shall I find the same books I loved?
Will the friends I...

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Where are We?
Where is the place where Belong?
Is it Here?
Am I Here?
Is this Aeon only an Hour?

Hear, Listen to the Birds
Singing with beauty only found Here
See, Look at the Butterflies
Gently Playing In the Wind only found Here
Touch, Feel the thorns of the mighty Rose
her Protective...

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Matris Dei caeli et terrae
Quam dulce, quam sancte, quam pulchra es
In quo mihi quotidie cupit
Veni ad me saties gratiarum
Illud etiam nunc in omnibus!


Solium tuum perstat in caelo
Nemo potest vincere.
Tempore evertens tua potentia est
Quisque subsunt sua.
Radix est ante saecula,
*****non capere potest.
Tua auctoritas ambit omnia,
Nemo potest...

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I miss your beauty and splendor:
The sun that pierces through your greenest trees,
Dreams that were born within your premises;
The great books I devoured within your precincts.

Shall I ever set my foot their again?
If so, shall I find the same books I loved?
Will the friends I...

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I miss your beauty and splendor:
The sun that pierces through your greenest trees,
Dreams that were born within your premises;
The great books I devoured within your precincts.

Shall I ever set my foot their again?
If so, shall I find the same books I loved?
Will the friends I...

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where is my common denominator
vindicated solemn alma mater
the isolator reason is confiscated
coming on something major
disbursed and allocated
validated the troubles are agitated
violated im humble yet amputated
partly i waited, my terror was salivated
complicated paired efficiency allocative
my dreaming is killing me rot
screaming and thinking of stop
its hurting believe...

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Some of human things produced are beautiful and fair,
Yet they cannot to nature form compare.

The surgeon trained,
Makes lovely nose,
Yet it looks drained,
To what god chose,
For I find fine,
An ugly nose,
But girl which whine,
Is tainted rose.

Some of human things produced are beautiful and fair,
Yet they cannot...

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Tectonic tango tantalizes towering
Mountainous mosques many miles making
Valley veins, voluptuous vegetation vacations
Seasonally sending succulent seeds stretching skyward soaking sun
Nurturing nature’s natural nomads
Why waste what’s willed willingly? Watch waters wisdom
Learning loyal love lavishly leaps luminosity
Gracious gratitude grand guide Gaia
Absolutely awaken admiring angelic
Planetary perfection presented proudly protecting...

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The cosmic opus,
The nature offers it all.
enticing, ethereal, expansive
Are you enchanted by how vast it is?
refreshing, rejuvenating, relaxing.
Does it fascinate you to see the creation so invigorating?
It's Nature, an epitome of exhilaration and unceasing growth.

Never forget the labyrinthine it is,
It's tunnels coequals the branches of...

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tradition-drenched halls
    ivy-covered walls
  dearest alma mater
    why'd you flatter
  me with this sham degree
  I've no skills, no connections
    my classmates take their meals
  in the house of corrections...

  you...

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Wet wet wet I be
Born a Piscean, 
water is my mater and medium.
It makes and sustains me,
My body contains a bag
of primordial sea soup
that bathes my cells
allowing me to be terrestial.
All life is water based
and the sea, rivers and lakes
beckon me to come back home...

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