Gilgamesh's Frat House
Gilgamesh: the frat boy who
Just liked to screw up
Hazing, drinking, vaping,
Partying it up
The elected leader,
Of Phi Sigma Pi,
He spent his days fighting,
And blowing through the liquor supply
He was one of those guys
That did as he pleased,
Snapping not-so-pretty pictures
And living his days in a blissful ease
It was clear he grew up,
With a little too much privilege,
He lived like a king,
The king of our college.
The time came around,
For a new group of victims,
Freshman who wanted to survive,
Gilgamesh was ready to kick ‘em
Gilgamesh made the newbies
All play a little game,
One only he could win,
One only he knew how to play
It was time to begin,
When in came a guy,
As big as Gilgamesh was big,
Towering up into the sky
This guy had a grin,
One full of confidence,
A grin that said “I’ll win,”
Challenging Gilgamesh’s dominance
The guys caught the ball and they’d run unsure what to do
Gilgamesh tackled each one,
Hard, like a hammer will do
There were missing teeth,
There was blood,
There were tears,
There was pain
Until now just the big one remained.
He caught the ball and Gilgamesh ran,
Tackling the guy,
And beating him down.
But unlike the others,
This guy fought back,
With a strength and a power,
That pushed Gilgamesh aback
They fought for hours,
Until finally Gilgamesh won,
But something had changed.
Neither were sour,
The two sat and they hugged,
Glad that once and for all,
the fight was all done.
From this point forward,
Gilgamesh had a “bro”
This bro was Enkidu,
A gentler man above and below
The two were unstoppable,
But that was okay,
They only did good,
Thanks to Enkidu keeping his bro at bay
One day Enkidu said to his bro,
“We must go to the frat house,
On the edge of the forest,
There, there is a monster,
Whose lived there since August”
So Gilgamesh strapped on his gloves,
And got ready to face,
A demon he knew,
He wasn’t really ready to face
The two got to the house
At the edge of the woods,
“That’s him,” went Enkidu,
Pointing to a guy with horse hooves
Larger than the two of them,
This guy was a bull.
Enkidu, he worried,
But Gilgamesh assured
Gilgamesh lunged and Enkidu punched,
They bit and they swore,
This guy wasn’t going down,
Gilgamesh let out a roar
Enkidu grabbed this bull,
And blinded him with the sun,
Gilgamesh knocked him out,
The two knew they’d won.
The brothers grabbed the flag hanging
Outside of the house,
And made the long journey
Back to their own frat house
The next morning a knock,
Came at their door,
Two police officers and a dean,
The brothers they had come for
Evil, they called them,
Disgusting and vile,
An example they’d make,
Of only poor Enkidu in this trial
“You'll be okay” said Enkidu,
But that wasn’t enough,
Gilgamesh would miss his bro Enkidu,
Now something else made him feel rough.
Enkidu packed up
And left in twelve days,
Leaving Gilgamesh alone,
The poor guy weeped for days
Seeing Enkidu,
Now grown up and alone
Gilgamesh wallowed,
Fearing the day he too would be on his own
Setting out on a mission,
He’d decided to reclaim his youth,
Hopping bar to bar with a fake ID,
And drinking up booze
The elixir of life,
The juice from the gods,
Gilgamesh drank himself dizzy,
Black out drunk in the bars
In his deep dreams,
Gilgamesh saw Enkidu,
Living and breathing,
Taking care of his crew
Groggy the next morning,
Gilgamesh knew what he was meant to do,
So he ruled over his frat house,
With the kindest of hues
He threw away his vape pen,
He threw away his vodka,
His men were his passion,
His whole enchilada
Gilgamesh was reborn
To a young man of love,
Casting aside his evils,
And no longer fearing what was up above.
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