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A rant of poetic proportions

Hello, college

Why yes, I would

love

to major in creative writing.

But what?

You have no freshman classes for me?

That’s fine, I’ll just take a-

Wait. What do you mean,

you don’t have any freshman english classes?

None?

I could understand no creative writing

I have to earn that.

But none at all?

None?

Zero?

That word strikes fear into my heart

Like Chase the creeper velociraptor

(thanks Chad).

But thank you,

college,

for offering ultimate frisbee as a class.

There may be space in my heart

to forgive you.

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