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The University of Old Lawn Chairs The new lawn chairs are now the old lawn chairs How many summers - has it been that long? Their runners are rusty, their paint is pale - The flip-this parvenus would disapprove Not rusty but rustic, these fine old seats Of learning have weathered many terms Supporting the front-yard sciences and arts Of lightning bugs, conversations, and scotch The cicadas’ songs, the rising of stars With us enthroned as luxuriously as czars
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 5:14 PM UTC
The University of Old Lawn Chairs
The University of Old Lawn Chairs The new lawn chairs are now the old lawn chairs How many summers - has it been that long? Their runners are rusty, their paint is pale - The flip-this parvenus would disapprove Not rusty but rustic, these fine old seats Of learning have weathered many terms Supporting the front-yard sciences and arts Of lightning bugs, conversations, and scotch The cicadas’ songs, the rising of stars With us enthroned as luxuriously as czars
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 5:14 PM UTC
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