FIRST YEAR IN THE UNIVERSITY

I always thought i knew a lot
Until to school i went and got
lessons I’ve never given thought
How a butterfly is a wannabe moth,
Skinny girls drank a whole lot
And sex in college was freely got.
Before now i thought not
That there’d be who and there’d be what
Different from what we should and what we ought
Why we repeatedly read but forgot,
immediately baked but it rot
woke up to news of how the axes fought.
So, i thought, these were not what i sought
Fat girls and the feelings that they caught
Teachers and the gimmicks in their plot
All these were a lot
College was mainly a pot
And at me the smoke took a clean shot
Like a piece of metal i got out wrought
That is all i have to this story allot

Leonell