The cars moving outside campus grounds flow

As a web pigment on our own oiled plane.

Modern as can be, their boxy shapes go

On to counter the sidewalks sandy grain.

In a bliss of jolly timelessness, we

All walk by structures now aged out of date,

Occasional fresh construction may be

In between. School in a pure quiet state.

Ambler's, if not oftentimes warily,

Nimbly dive into the spry alumni

Traffic. We know the need to live freely

From caging structures meant to edify.

Drown out the noise; make a plan of attack,

While all the stress makes moisture coat your back.