I Entered Commons and Left Uncommon
February 23, 2020 at 12:00 am
I entered 1920 Commons quite an everyday fellow:
okay character, good head of hair,
a personality both robust and mellow.
Content with the self was I,
though an ordinary college student,
I was somehow hard to come by.
But this all changed one fateful night.
A dinner at Commons irreversibly changed my life.
One spoonful ingested of the Cream of Mushroom soup,
and my understanding of this dimension grew and grew.
Colors I had not yet seen took all my attention,
time physically manifested in this Cream-of-mushroom-induced perception.
What was it that made me feel so intoxicated yet clear?
As if a cosmic wormhole delivered me onto a Common's chair.
Never have I tasted a thing that left me so affected,
by this mushroom concoction I've been infected.
Bless you, Commons, for all that you've provided —
No longer am I a common fellow but rather quite lopsided!