Bones, molars, and briefs . he limit—They taught him how and when to call; He put his money in it. He bought his chips, a handsome pile— All reil and white and Iortuue he tried to beguile, And win a pot or two. Im sure to win, he softly prospects he thought sunny; But that night ere he crept to others had his money. His luck not good, his thoughts ne.\t turned To wine of ruddy hue;To drink his whiskey straight he learned. He downed the mi.\ed drinks, too. One night he went to Music Hall. The Kilties Band to hear:He tried the rye and Scotch high-ball. He downed three
Bones, molars, and briefs . he limit—They taught him how and when to call; He put his money in it. He bought his chips, a handsome pile— All reil and white and Iortuue he tried to beguile, And win a pot or two. Im sure to win, he softly prospects he thought sunny; But that night ere he crept to others had his money. His luck not good, his thoughts ne.\t turned To wine of ruddy hue;To drink his whiskey straight he learned. He downed the mi.\ed drinks, too. One night he went to Music Hall. The Kilties Band to hear:He tried the rye and Scotch high-ball. He downed three kegs of beer. Returned he to the house that night,Condition quite distressing; He fell into the bed all right-Neer thought he of undressing. His hat refused to fit next day. His throat was parched and burning; Twas seen by both the good and gayThat he was only learning. But like a wise man from the ILast,He straightway to his senses came; He dropped his cups, also the feast—.A good boy now is Nairn. 11. \V. ox 124. Class of J 903 In the early autumn of ninety and nineThere entered a class both large and fine:They came from near and they came from they were green, as all Freshmen had their rows with the second-year mustaches were lost, as usual, whenThey were worn too long by a Freshman. They had some trouble with Histt Bones,. and names in anatomy;But by early spring they could usually tellThe names of a muscle or two and— the final exams came rolling aroundMost of them passed and few got thats not .so bad for a Freshman. Ii. the Sophomore year the Schni rman affair Took time and money, and raise d a scare; But the class and the college stuck together like one. And old Justice Poe had the devils own fun When he tried to boss the students and all. Well !—Hes lost his job, thats quite enough of a fall, And now its safe for the Sophomores. The Junior year, with its sorrows and joys. Came around, and with it a crowd
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