When noon's warm rays upon my college fell,
My professor spake of fresher's festive spell,
A farewell party, where I was to play
The anchor's role, and guide the merry way..
In BCA's hallowed halls, she did reside,
A sophomore fair, with eyes hid inside,
Her spectacles, a veil to conceal her sight,
Yet laughter danced upon her lips, a wondrous light.
I,...
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