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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