Poetry Friday Word-ish Copout Bad Blogger Thing

Well, hum. There's a smell in the air here at University Town, and smell and a sheen and a squeaky clean-ness (tinged with stale beer) that means the students are coming back...something we townies both cherish and dread. We love the activity, the fresh faces, the buzz. We hate that the town isn't ours anymore...now we face traffic, long lines at restaurants and theatres, plastic cups on our lawns and dead spots in the grass where drunken frat boys have pissing contests.

With this in mind, the Poetry Friday WORD-ISH for Tomorrow is...for you to describe a college experience...it can be real or imagined, funny or embarassing, short and sweet or detailed and thought-provoking. Explain your work. Use a number 2 pencil only and fill in the ovals completely. No texting during lectures.

You may open your test booklets...now.