The Lotus . motto , ;.. Junior Class Poem I Tis a sad and simple story,How the Juniors came to grief; We had hoped for fame and rewards hevond belief. II Our minds have altered since we know A quality each lacks;And tho we would not have it so Weve got to face the facts. Ill There is May who neer can beThe type so much desired, For she lacks Senior dignity,The first thing thats required. IV As for Pattie, I am sure Shell never graduate,For arrogance she cant endure And fears to dominate. Poor Gladys never will grow upAs properly as she should. To pose and primp and c
The Lotus . motto , ;.. Junior Class Poem I Tis a sad and simple story,How the Juniors came to grief; We had hoped for fame and rewards hevond belief. II Our minds have altered since we know A quality each lacks;And tho we would not have it so Weve got to face the facts. Ill There is May who neer can beThe type so much desired, For she lacks Senior dignity,The first thing thats required. IV As for Pattie, I am sure Shell never graduate,For arrogance she cant endure And fears to dominate. Poor Gladys never will grow upAs properly as she should. To pose and primp and curl her haOil , she never could. VI And Lois is a hopeless caseBecause she will not flirt (?) But turns away to hide her faceAs if a smile would hurt. VII Theres only one of whom Im proudAnd that is Florence Moore. That girl can sing as if endowedWith sweetness to the core. VIII Alas! my fate is even worse. I must take up my pen,For there is still another verse Before I hand this in. IX Heres to the Class of Nineteen Fifteen,Heres
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