Duke

 

"Welcome after all this time to Durham, North Carolina,

We all respect Wooly Bull but let us face this is no China,

Southern seasons after all but we admit things could be fina,

We won the NCAA in two thousand and one and are still in the reclina...

A grave certificate of absolute egregious graduate degrees,

So much going on in the English department you call feel it in the breeze,

So quiet in the cathedral you can hear last Sunday sneeze,

Cheerleaders so lucky to have their job they clearly prayed down on their knees...

A master of psychology would not know what is going on,

So many doctors in the hospital they clearly work until it's dawn,

A football team whose greatest play is sit back and kind of yawn,

A parking lot so full of prii they have never once tackled a fawn...

The most established ownership a private school could yet afford,

A place where no amount of inconvenient effort could be ignored,

Yes it is true you may get kicked out if you drive a Ford,

At least good old Durham still has a place where we worship the Lord."

Poetry