Hazy lazy late summer early fall,
Smokey croaky hot breezes.
Trepidation - now I recall
Stomach pangs and voice wheezes
Outfit choices, demon voices:
Public speaking? Fix your hair!
Walking shaky, none rejoices
Hands all sweaty, almost there
Whiffs of wheat-smoke drown this old town
Now you smell it now you don’t,
Palpitation - hearts slowing down
Fear of Freshman Year in has blown.
