I had aspired to be, above all, literary,
But last year I emerged a dignitary
And wandered through Ivy League arch-
ways, gripped by a, should I say, thrill.
Suddenly I obtained suit and attache',
a camera, a computer, also a hotel room.
Stretching credit like a manic fool, I
Crawled out of a depressive bog. I must
Have drunk 1000 beers, but I remember
Each trip vividly: how I shocked sober
Academics. Easily I would dismember
Pretension, smoking 1999 to its ember.
