Ode to the College Admissions Office
It is upon ye fair souls that all of our hopes rest.
We few, we proud, we senior students
hope to show you what makes us the best
and how we have spent our days with prudence.
The treasure you carry is shining as gold,
that ever-desired acceptance letter.
If you deem us worthy, it we shall hold
to make our lives better.
When it comes to college, you are the true heroes.
Riding forth on your silver steeds,
facing winds, hurricanes, tornadoes --
the world will hear of your noble deeds.
Brandishing your gilded swords
and charging into battle without care,
you are loved, admired and adored
over the hills and everywhere.
Your names are lauded, sung on high
all across the land.
And we all know the reason why:
you are mighty, great, and grand.
Please keep kindness in your hearts
and your brains as sharp as can be.
Do not let good sense depart:
you know you should accept me.
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