Cathedral of Learning
Well i only have one friend
His name is Mike
Ok well two I like
You too (two S. & G.) I likes
And to me they're both so nice
Higher learning with coal dust
Oh, man, they're women i lust
Custom tour buses, no fussing
It's about soil turning
Writing what you're yearning
It's about university learning
Mr. Tattoo has no Voodoo
He / She is a poser post
Oh my, where's your Holy Ghost
It's Saturday and November sunny
Sunday with Saturday shoes she's funny
The petty president only wants money
And now your MG Red Kit Car is f*cked
No Longer running on orange Kool Aide
It requires Tiger's Blood from the grave
So prostrate to the magistrate, good luck
250 years ago writing an explosive prose
And how we got a loser everybody knows
But, hey, yeah, man, we're all super white
Until a bulldozer clears up over developed blight
So Saturday morning Sarah I drove to the city
Fox News was saying it was a burnt out kitty
Their propaganda whores we learn to ignore
At Caliban Rare Book Store I opened the door
To the store clerk I did quote:
"Why does a pebble sink but a log floats?"
Ah Ma, yearning at your Cathedral of Learning
November 22, 2025
John Alan Conte' Jr.
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