At night gnomes and cool-air girls intervene and mingle on the smooth damp pavement Walking here, walking up waking up with regret. Childish monkeys throw money and booze and pot Sleekly dressed pneumatic 19-yr-olds living on the heights of sex using condoms because they're smart Soulless jocks, friends to all guzzle their amber sustenance. This is night, we nervously laugh laugh at our latest gossip, laugh with our friends, gone in the morning laugh at each other, we're all useless fools.
Reason for writing:
This is my cynical, written-on-the-spot view of what happens on a college campus at night.
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