Gather ye motivation, while it still remains,
Colleges are still a-searching:
And weekends, which used to keep you sane,
Now are spent researching.

The glorious man of comfort, the bed,
The younger he’s a-getting,
Lazier are the times that lay ahead,
Yet early mornings are spent regretting.

That year which is best is the last,
When sports and dances seem better;
Though nearly spent, the better and best surpass
All the times you were a fretter.

Then be not anxious, make the best of time,
And while ye may, dare to have fun:
Do not give up your dreams while in your prime,
Or else you might as well have never begun.