Dartmouth Tribute Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*Dartmouth*

Dartmouth is outdoors:
The vision & tenor
of the scene,
Calling our fair name—
The Big Green.

Dartmouth is the Lodge:
Our faithful lair
by the ravine,
In the virescence of sweet nature—
The Big Green.

She is the streak of green effuse,
We streak like the Greek without excuse,
The Ledyard Challenge we always defeat—
The winning streak.

We disrobe like Sigma Delta
to feel
The rush of the wind on skin—
Surreal,
A cascade of Beaver Brooks
We spill—
To the River.

On the Skiway our outing clubs brace—
for the mountains.
Then release to a vertical drop—
for the shiver.
We shape the snow and the goose bumps form
at Occom Pond—where the moose rumps form…
When the carnival of white is so adorned
By the Green.

Dartmouth is the Greek:
The letters and colors
on the edge;
Rewriting—what is partying—
They allege.

Dartmouth is the party,
Even our mascot reps a keg,
Its legacy we’ll honor by drinking its spring:
The Pledge.

Our springs have Pow-Wows closed with a Green Key,
Plus music, grills, and crazy hijinks,
We have Gammapalooza and Phi Delt’s drinks—
On the block—of the house.
While Alpha Delta turns the AD lawn…

Into an Animal House.

In the fall, each house loves to come home;
When every house clears
Because of the fire.
And yet another freshman class
is
Thrown in,
Sending it higher.

A bonfire elevating to a bond fire,
Building memories to heights
that will never expire…
&
Providing the light to every Dartmouth night.

With each lap around the fire,
We—and the crackles—
grow stronger…
And like Baker’s Bells, on this grass
They sing:
This is our Alma Mater,
This is
The Big Green.

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Nurse’s Orders

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*Nurse’s Orders*

If I found love…I’d nurse it — no, I’d
Coach It.
No-no wait, yeah I’d nurse it.
I mean yeah there’s the downsides,
The tragic accidents,
The burns,
And maybe even a train wreck or two…
But that’s not really what I mean.
I was gonna say I’d coach it, but I think “nurse it” is better.
Yeah, I like that better.
Because I’d make sure that shit stays alive.
And I’d do it with tough love.
And strategy, too.
So you can understand why I was about to say “coach?”
No, but yeah, I’m sticking with nursing it.
Is that effeminate to choose nursing over coaching?
A lot of guys are nurses nowadays…

Man, I’d be a hell-of-a nurse…
Because I’d make sure it stays alive.
How?
Well I’d sort of be that Doctor of Love you always hear about.
Only I’m Only a Nurse.

I’d have irregular consults and be like,
“Baby, slow downnnnn..
I’m not going anywhere.
You got my line. I gave you my Extension.”

Seems after I gave her that Extension —
My phone couldn’t stop ringing.

We talked for hours just yesterday…
&
Sat under Capella in sync in A Cappella:
Just three days before tomorrow.

You need to take a break,
Otherwise you’ll exhaust yourself…
Worse Yet — You’ll Exhaust Us…
This Investment is gonna take Trust.
So believe me when I say I’ll be here…
We’ve had enough memories to last a week-time…
So don’t come back so soon —
Or our love will turn into a flat line.

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Harvard University Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*Harvard University*

There will always be someone smarter.
There will always be someone stronger, someone faster.
There will always be someone who is hungrier.
There will always be someone more skilled.
There will always be someone, somewhere, who is better at the craft.
But there will never,
Ever
Be a school better than this.

Truth.

***

Fair Harvard! Let this house adopt the nation’s best,
Over ten thousand men and women of honors,
Sharing one color in the college crest,
Rising as a Crimson body of scholars.
This house has led presidents to the White House,
Heralding Prime Ministers and Nobel Laureates,
The leaders in business, politics, and science,
Began in the lather of the Mather House.
The gathering of minds never forgets:
The lasting value of the Harvard alliance.

Go Harvard! Let your Primal Scream be seen!
A streak of Harvard’s pride and joy exposed
In the library stacks and tonight as a team
On to exams where knowledge echoes.
Go Team! Prevail over Eli!
Win the Game, Relish victory!
Fight fiercely for our hallowed name,
In its carried strength—you can rely.
Our awaiting success was meant to be—
Since 1636 when our pedigree came.

Oh, Harvard, your years represent our growth,
From the country’s oldest house of higher learning,
Not just the oldest or truest, we’re both,
Yet in these halls there remains a yearning
For something that joins greater than us all—
The continuance of the finest university tradition,
That as ancestors—we must see live.
On this elite establishment we stand tall
As part of the awe with no part an omission;
In cohesive ramparts every part must give.

Stand, Harvard! Let your contemplative eye be raised,
Make wells from the deep, yet untapped vessels,
Then let your streaming hard work be praised
By outsiders and inward—where the crimson nestles.
Take pride in this elusive achievement,
Millions have dreamed it, but We Are Here,
The chosen few that have walked Cambridge
With steps that survive after bereavement;
Showing our successors the coast is clear
To walk every hill, mountain, and ridge.

Fair Harvard! Let us be your royalty and knights,
We will carry the lineage of our ancestors
To another generation of majestic heights
With the ascending stock of past investors.
Like our fathers’ fathers and their mothers before,
You’ve helped us certify a great legacy.
Yes, Fair & Supreme Harvard,
We were born to forefather your lore,
We promise to keep this shared destiny,
Truth is our motto: That is our word.

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Harvard University Poem

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
Available Now for only 99 cents!

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*Harvard University*

There will always be someone smarter.
There will always be someone stronger, someone faster.
There will always be someone who is hungrier.
There will always be someone more skilled.
There will always be someone, somewhere, who is better at the craft.
But there will never,
Ever
Be a school better than this.

Truth.

***

Fair Harvard! Let this house adopt the nation’s best,
Over ten thousand men and women of honors,
Sharing one color in the college crest,
Rising as a Crimson body of scholars.
This house has led presidents to the White House,
Heralding Prime Ministers and Nobel Laureates,
The leaders in business, politics, and science,
Began in the lather of the Mather House.
The gathering of minds never forgets:
The lasting value of the Harvard alliance.

Go Harvard! Let your Primal Scream be seen!
A streak of Harvard’s pride and joy exposed
In the library stacks and tonight as a team
On to exams where knowledge echoes.
Go Team! Prevail over Eli!
Win the Game, Relish victory!
Fight fiercely for our hallowed name,
In its carried strength—you can rely.
Our awaiting success was meant to be—
Since 1636 when our pedigree came.

Oh, Harvard, your years represent our growth,
From the country’s oldest house of higher learning,
Not just the oldest or truest, we’re both,
Yet in these halls there remains a yearning
For something that joins greater than us all—
The continuance of the finest university tradition,
That as ancestors—we must see live.
On this elite establishment we stand tall
As part of the awe with no part an omission;
In cohesive ramparts every part must give.

Stand, Harvard! Let your contemplative eye be raised,
Make wells from the deep, yet untapped vessels,
Then let your streaming hard work be praised
By outsiders and inward—where the crimson nestles.
Take pride in this elusive achievement,
Millions have dreamed it, but We Are Here,
The chosen few that have walked Cambridge
With steps that survive after bereavement;
Showing our successors the coast is clear
To walk every hill, mountain, and ridge.

Fair Harvard! Let us be your royalty and knights,
We will carry the lineage of our ancestors
To another generation of majestic heights
With the ascending stock of past investors.
Like our fathers’ fathers and their mothers before,
You’ve helped us certify a great legacy.
Yes, Fair & Supreme Harvard,
We were born to forefather your lore,
We promise to keep this shared destiny,
Truth is our motto: That is our word.

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Red Light

From Art of Mind II: All-In. Available Now on Amazon.com.

*Red Light*

Long-Faced Johns pull up and see a
Strawberry District.
They pedal to their destination, but soon cross the line.
This apparent Cherry-Red District suddenly changes to a
Flashy Red Light.

This joint leaves many a fantasy Crimsoned and Clubbed,
They were expecting the full treatment
And only leave with a Rub.
Look Man, No Hands!
Just Look, Man, but No Hands!
She works that pole with no hands,
And If you Try to lend a helping hand:
You’re lucky to
Just get banned.
If her Ass even Thinks it feels a hand,
Your Butt will
Soon get Canned.
She looks revved and ready,
So now you’re geared to go,
You can tip hundreds for weeks,
And She Will Still Say, “No.”

You’re so blinded by her Headlights,
You can’t even see the Unchanging Red Light.

Now we may have to Pay for Toll,
High Speed Makes us Pay the Cops,
Some Pay for an Open Road,
But Why Would You Pay to Stop?

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Give That Man A Hand

From Art of Mind II: All-In , Available Now on Amazon.com and all online retailers

*Give That Man A Hand*

The guy is out here trying…
More than you’ll ever know…
You can’t tell but he’s probably dying,
So just listen before you go.

Travel-Bound citizens pretend they can’t listen…so without the aid of this noisy Red-Line Train Station: They block out the sound of The Man with the Golden Voice…because they’re afraid
He might ask for a handout…
A little love would substitute for money…
So it’s ok — gone and put your hand out.

He’s broke and probably quite hungry…
But this is more than just a “pity cause…”
Just give him what he’s earned,
And that’s at least a round of applause.

I am not encouraging the donation of a dollar,
Though that would be kind, too…
I’m saying to look past his dirty wardrobe:
And Give the Man his Due.

He’s jamming now but he’s really down and out…
He’d appreciate change and a rousing ovation…but he could Really use a Friendly Hand Out.

Someday you too may need a hug…
So let’s board This Train of
Peace & Love.

You don’t need to give a scrappy hand out…
To shake a hand, applaud, or
Put your Hand Out.

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Wellesley College Tribute

From Alma Mater Vol. 2: The Northeast
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*Wellesley College*

Sisterhood’s the cornerstone of Wellesley,
This fam’ makes the grade via A-listers,
Dear school by the lake, your beauty tells thee,
Each class a color, each soul with sisters.
Colors unite as white clouds to the Blue,
Wellesley sisters, your true colors suit you,
They Scream from Tunnels to tell your story,
Singing at Houghton helps yell your glory.
A center world-figures have called their home,
Clinton, Sawyer, and Dahl are professors
of Wellesley’s guidance from great professors
Who’ve led Wellesley to a league of its own:
Where women aren’t ministered unto,
They edify the world they leap onto.

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