Here’s a drama, there’s a drama, and another little drama, fuzzy drama, funny drama, drama, drama, duck. Drama, drama, cheesecake, drama, tablet, brick, potato, drama, drama, drama, mushroom, drama, drama, drama, duck. I once was a treehouse, I lived in a cake, but I never saw the way the orange slayed the rake. I was only three years dead, but it told a tale, and now listen little child to the safety rail. Did you ever see a drama kiss a drama on a drama? Drama’s drama, tastes of drama, drama, drama duck. Half a drama, twice a drama, not a drama, farmer, drama, drama in a car, alarm a drama, drama, duck. Is that how it’s told now? Is it all so old? Is it made of lemon juice? Doorknob ankle cold. Now my song is getting thin. I’ve run out of luck. Time for me to retire now and become a duck.
and that is what college feels like right now.
(for those of you who are lost, check out the llama song at albinoblacksheep.com on flash movies)