OF tunnels I don't mean to write,
Although I think perhaps I might
Say something of the Mont Cenis
Or Hoosac Tunnel that should be
Not out of place. By bores I mean
Those of the genus homo, seen
In every quarter of the earth;
And though there were of all else dearth,
I'm sure you 'd run across some bores
On all the peopled mundane shores.
At college, too, they will crop out,
And at all times they stalk about;
And though they somewhat younger are
Than those in other spots we meet,
Their youth and freshness don't debar
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