On Lindon Lane’s green promenade–the sticks
A sculpture lay, the site of many trysts;
Whose lofty boughs and branches twisted tight
Did witness love and laughter at end of night.
Returning home from Caro or Boyden
Recovering from the night’s sweet poison,
We ‘Saders found a sight to be not missed
The perfect location to take a piss
So rapidly you rose, you castle of sticks!
Now you have left, and surely will be missed
Photo courtesy of College of the Holy Cross