In Cambridge, Mass. did MIT
A ugly Gehry work decree,
Where Charles the dirty river ran
With poisons hazardous to man
Down to a foaming sea.

So twice five acres of filthy ground
With chain-link fences were girldled round
And there were dirt-piles rank with sinister smells
Where festered many an overpowering stench,
And here were diggers loud as holy hell
Reaming out an ever-deepening trench.

But oh that endless loud construction
Which slash-ed through the campus
Athwart the broken pieces
A savage place, as holey and uprooted
As e'er beneath the waning moon was haunted 
By student wailing for her demon thesis.
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Some of you familiar with Colrigde's work are, even now, saying unto
yourselves: "But wait!  He stopped just as he was getting to the sex
metaphors!  Why stop just when he was getting to the good parts?"

And to you folks I say: "Did you really want me to work together sex
metaphors, construction, and grad students?  'Mighty fountains', 'fast
thick pants', and Beacon construction?  Did you really want to know
the grad student role in this metaphor?"

No, I didn't think so.  So instead, join us for a discussion as to
whether MIT will respect us in the morning at tonight's...

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