Just when you though you had all of campus to yourself for the summer...
Because you don’t know what you got ‘til it’s gone.
Trap the grades. Pressure the professor. Score easy A’s in transition.
Hopefully it’s nothing scarring.
Cross your fingers and hope it’s not the one that’s on trial for murder.
It says, “I think SPF ain’t nothin’ but a number, baby.”
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