Batman Underwear
couldn’t make the fountain run
any less lonely
The Fratties came out
to play in the fountains and
give people herpes
The Finger Fountain
sums up my feelings about
fraternity boys.
The fountains were cleaned
the sorostitutes came out
of hiding to play
All I wanted from
my school was a memory
that wasn’t lonely
Highest Form of Whit 
I didn’t get any good memories from any school either. They will come. Sad words. Now for happy times!
In some ways, the worst thing about the frat guys is the way they’re coddled in to believing their antics are charming and fine.
Where’s the like button for comments. What you’ve said is very true.