The Waters of College
A dehydration of knowledge quinched by the waters of education
A whole new start, a whole new foundation
The rapids will rise and the journey will be tough
As a newly graduated student, I have felt I have had enough
I must battle through the untamed and wild waves
I can not expect to make t through this adventure unscathed
There have been many injuries substained on this course
I hope to overcome the struggle without recourse
The bags are packed and I am leaving town
I will hold my head high, for I wish not to drown
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