Mortarboard . OS. €legp on tfje beceasie of parnarb Jofee£ at a <@oob ©lb &ge DEDICATED TO DR. CHARLES KNAPP Once more ye jokes which now are long since dead, Ye puns, of Mother Wit and I Junior bred. With mournful dirge we wail your woeful fate, And sing your praise, alas, too late, too late ; Here lies the lunch room joke, dead ere its prime, Who has not wielded it in college rhyme? Dead jokes of erring Charlie ECnapp lie here, Well-worn and ancient, hoary, dim and sere. The locker jokes, the hats that will not lit Have called forth many a proof of sparkling wit. Teas, mid-year jokes, all
Mortarboard . OS. €legp on tfje beceasie of parnarb Jofee£ at a <@oob ©lb &ge DEDICATED TO DR. CHARLES KNAPP Once more ye jokes which now are long since dead, Ye puns, of Mother Wit and I Junior bred. With mournful dirge we wail your woeful fate, And sing your praise, alas, too late, too late ; Here lies the lunch room joke, dead ere its prime, Who has not wielded it in college rhyme? Dead jokes of erring Charlie ECnapp lie here, Well-worn and ancient, hoary, dim and sere. The locker jokes, the hats that will not lit Have called forth many a proof of sparkling wit. Teas, mid-year jokes, all, all are dead, alas! In doleful train, their feeble spectres pass. The Seniors haughty pride and dignity, The frisky Juniors gay frivolity, Sophomoric knowledge that can neer be seen, And verdant Preshmen, who are evergreen; They did not die of loss of limb or joint, But of that dread disease, the loss of point. Old History A and poor long suffering Brief What wonder that we scarce restrain our grief! The
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