Ah, Carl-Remixed

Author's Note:  Hey so I was reading the poem Howl by Allen Ginsberg and I decided to take a section of the poem and change all the words but keep the same "beat" to the poem. So the flow of the poem is the same but it is a completely different poem. Sort of fun ways to take the things you read and create a new story out of it.  Its a lot of fun all of yall should try it with your favorite poem or story.  _____________________________________________________________________________

University of Houston’s study halls, muttering with echoes of the mind, rocking and rolling in sophisticated chitter-chatter of speech, dreams of accomplishment, bodies turned to mush with the heavy course load,

the student finally screwed, and all the damned textbooks thrown out of the dormitory door, and the last class cancelled at 3 P.M. and your own car door slammed with the rest of your stuff and the last goodbyes to your friends and your roommate as well as the memories, the only things left of your dorm room is the furniture it had come with, and even with that hard furniture, nothing but a fond memory of the experiences----

oh, people, while I am not here you are not here, and the whole campus is in complete hibernation now----