Academy of the Holy Angels - Echoes Yearbook (Fort Lee, NJ)

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5 G vital 4 6 EcHoEs a 'J,5f 5555 5 1 9 2 fs 1 luuuu un nn: :VD sr ! ' 3 'Zi , Equality Will some one please explain to me, 'Cause some one sure must know, When did the man get in the moon? It wasn't always so. If you read your Greek mythology, You'll see very clear therein, They call the moon Miss Luna, They don't mention any him, Now, I'll grant the sun is Phoebus, And that's a man's real name, But to have two men up in that sky- I think it's just a shame! Now, ladies, don't be backward, Let's make the fact quite plain- The men may have the daytime If they put Miss Luna back again But if they still persist in having A man up in the moon, We'll put old Phoebus on the run, And place a lady there right soon -MARGARET EISENMANN 28 87