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Oct 2012
There once was a boy who was lost to a frat
He loved his Sperry’s and his backwards hat,
He used to like sports and women you see,
He used to be normal, if you ask me.

Now all he did was hang with his bros,
He was constantly loud and put on a show,
His stomach got bigger from all the beer,
His ego got bigger—for no reason that’s clear.

He walked around campus in only pastels,
And spent time in the gym, lifting barbells.
His weekends were filled with ******* and *****,
Class didn’t matter, he needed to snooze.

He needed his bros to feel like he belonged,
He loved his new family and thought others wrong,
When he graduated, he came to see,
There's no place for bros in society.

He said, “This isn’t right! How can this be?!”
The young man then whispered, “The problem is me.”
Megan Marie
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Megan Marie  Midwest
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