Hurrying students peer about. 
At numbered doors . . . 
Then steal glances 
At crumpled programs . . . 
Precariously perched spots 
Serve only to ordain 
Those who have paid to enter 
Here and there a study list 
Flutters wildly . . . 
Followed by condescending 
Glances and accompanied 
By feverish haste . . . 
Dynamos and cogs commence 
Jerky but constantly grinding 
Operation . . . 
The semester has begun. 

         Sandy Doone.