“It wasn't the feces that got to you, lemon.”

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I was up early every morning, working my way

Through the dictionary for the linguistics department

Or sweeping the floors at the princeton monkey lab.

It wasn't the feces that got to you, lemon.

It was the crudely scrawled notes of "help me."

- yeah, well, college wasn't that fun, jack.

I mean, sure, the first two weeks are nice.

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