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X.1ST.>JS^.Miss Cuppy deals in English, not coke(Koch),Bout the latter, much, is every day spoke,However if Koch, pays better than teaching,Best wishes, Margie, we too, would stoppreaching.After the other teachers in chapel are seated,Charman walks in, shoes nicely treated His practise students are scared of their life They would rather meet, a big butcher, knife.In gym stunts and fire-drills, Westphalranks high.When we lose a game, he heaves a great sigh,In size and in stature, he is but small.But his presence is felt, all thru the halls.E. M. Bruce, has really plenty to eat,And his knowing capacity is hard to beat However, his wife, is a suffraget strongAnd makes Mr. Brucey step right along.Among the young pedagogues, Shockel loomsbright,Endowed with a divine, intellectual light Long tramps to the woods, to him, sure appeal.Next day, we must suffer, his long-drawn-out spiel.Without Cunningham, chapels incomplete,He suggests nine hundred pages, a verysmall feat The next chapel period in which he mustact,Wed rather a stump-speech indeed, its afact.If Turman has a hobby, on which he mustprate,Its Orange County, of early years and oflate Purple is all to which he is partial,And in praise of this all his song he doesmartial.John Jacob Schlicher is English (?) by birth,His pleasant phiz always, indicates mirth When with his Latin, and old verbs hesnicely thru,He hurries to Roots, for a dinner, true blue.Clippinger composes, while a student disposes,He talks of nature, philosophy, Moses,In fact there is nothing, of w7hich hes afraid,Of courage, wisdom and refinement hesmade.Miss Schweitzer now, has a job big as any,How many of you want it —not many She approves parties, clubs and every cleansport,But our failings and faults she has to report.Miss Rhyan loves cooking, sweeping and such,If she had a husband but, oh my ! not much !Her students all love her, a yard and an inch From her loved lessons, they never do flinch.Mr. Chas. Roll, in voice deep and loud,Can soon hypnotize a history-bent crowd,He and Lynch confer every day,A college for history, theyll open next May.Misses Marshall, Keating, Darrow andBrown,Cunninghams satellites, and neer do theyf rown Four good varieties, thick, fat and thin At five oclock, mornings, their work it begins.iDear readers, with patience, my poem forbear,For with it, my lessons they had to shareWith poetic license much freedom I took,Grammar and logic, I almost forsook.But becoming all serious, now at the end,To my last parting wTords, most kindly attend We consider these, the best years of our life,Spent with these teachers, thru calm and thrustrife.Elizabeth Dcnehiei aw |
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