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Deception


Anything to get my money they did,

I guess telling the truth is forbid,

This place was clean the last time I was here,

Now I look around and say “Oh dear,”

I thought there was 60% diversity in this place,

But I don’t see anyone of another race,

In the brochure the ocean was shown,

Vermont is a landlocked state, maybe that’s not well known,

You seemed to treat me like I had a soul,

Maybe you had to in your admissions role,

I have an education dream,

But colleges have a polished marketing scheme.

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