Far University
By Jack Joseph Smith
The was a place I see that was near
There must have been a time that was clear
You give it a notch in a tight rope
You give it a hitch in a sail or a car
I take power and cross bounds
Most take power and stay
Simple is not slight of wounds
Only I know why they have not gone away
I'll change the meter as I please
Through you laso, through your lariptte,
yes toss your rope toward me
I'll strip you for you hang me,
I've seen you alll,
you collage bums