• In the beginning
    Twelve years past
    We were the same
    No difference in class
    Learning the basics
    A homogeneous mass
    None as enemies
    Making friends fast

    Five years flew by
    When we changed a bit
    Defined what we liked
    Ignored what didn't fit
    Hovered 'round certain people
    And together would sit
    But still kept open
    To those less close-knit

    Middle years came
    Met some new folk
    Brought groups together
    To share the yolk
    Of looking at others
    And having fun to poke
    Cliques banding as one
    Making others a joke

    Then we arrived
    A mere four years past
    Already in groups
    Keeping the rest in tow
    Having our fun
    Watching the same show
    Snobs at the top
    Making others feel low

    The years would pass by
    Who would ever think
    That life was smoking
    And when you would drink
    With whom all the same
    Your friend pool a sink
    You'd laugh about anything
    You got in a link


    Now I must ask
    At the end of this road
    When we will set out
    In full college mod
    Will your mind sing out
    to your comrades an ode
    to respect your old friend
    You made into a toad?