There once was a little old shitter, Who had a really loose sphincter, MiraLAX™ from the store, They shat on the floor And left with a hole a lil’ rawer.…
Who is that I see coming towards me? My eyes squint; my head inclining— Is there a chance—no, wait—could it be? Cogs in my brain are aligning. Oh, yes! Who else? I…
We all have looked up at the exterior of Butler Library while sitting on the Low Steps. Everyone thinks the same thing when they first read those names: who are these flops?…
I, admittedly, once loved the feckless four floors Unfortunately, they’ve become an object I quite abhor There seems to be no way around it I now hate the trove of profound wit…
Help! Barnard Sophomore Remembers that Misogynistic Women Still Real
‘Twas the night before my midterm, when all through the floor The athletes were stirring, those terrible whores. Their mouths pierced the restful reading room with flair, In hopes that one and…
Dining in tonight? Hey! You deaf son of a bitch! Stay behind the line!!…
That hellish odor Moist urinal cake on tile Duolingo ping…
There was a gland. I am that gland. I work all day, all night. A rueful life, I know I’m damned I’ve no hope of respite. Ev’ry wipe brings pitiful pain. I…
Drinking the green one I feel like a strong, swift horse Academic beast…
The Carman Hall gates are my gates to heaven Feet throbbing from the walk Pretty much from 107, my legs feel every block Though boasting spacious living spaces TV’s and kitchens all…
