Tale of The Scholarship Hunters

Fire! Fire! burn bright, catch Tiger tonight; Crash! Crash! The cold waves of gray wash Us blue we bang Our fists 'till Our knuckles turn white. Being Rejected turns Us whitish blue -- true; sigh- Just one Tick Tock in a world of clocks; being grinded away, Time's dark decay. Hey! Shrieks and Shrills drowned out by Thrills of the Shock, the Hope, that We students can Pay one day; the green light glows across the sea, for Me... for You? for U.S.? Grasp Rich Grass! right in reach... Not Again! pulled by tide of History! Our Hopes Rise, Fall, Again! You, Yes YOU! I BESEECH... oh frozen flame -- cold touch... tomorrow, yeah? we'll find the tiger, that lost liar...pah.