Fear not the nameless terrors of the night:
the muted "bump" heard only out of fright,
the purple, lurking monsters who abide
in magazines and minds.
Fear not these vaporous fancies that dissolve,
but those who live their lives without resolve,
whose tears, and jabs and labs become thy life:
thy undergrads, thy strife.
(inspired by a friend's gchat status)
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