What we did and why

The last three days of classes
we ran up to the Union
and laughed at the students
who took as their token

Mirandas of waltzes and
turrets of tomes and
vaults full of vinegar and
words we forgot and

Then we slept soundly
and woke on our stomachs
and grumbled and grimaced
to fall clear of the ax

That aimed for the neck
and sliced off the head
when plenty of folks
studied instead.

2008