American International College - Taper Yearbook (Springfield, MA)

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That roaring crowd is cheering on a dame Whose gained fame in a sport well known. Wrestling in the mud's her game, lust listen to Moorman grunt and groan. If you'd care to see a sizzling show, Something really out of the ordinary, I'll take you to a club I know To watch the dance sensation of the nation-Perri. In keeping with the trend of things, Hodskins has turned to Auto Bepairing. She now fools around with gears and springs And with the customers it's weeping and tearing. III ON SECOND THOUGHT But why go on along this Vein Tracing their different careers? There's little one can really gain, In searching the non-existent years. Besides, as far as the men are concerned fAnd here's the sourest chordll Their future can only be discerned By consulting their local board. And the women, what about the girls That made life so pleasant and gay? Brother, didn't those curves and curls Make you rush to pay and pay! As long as there's an Adam left in Eden, And as long as there's an Eve to connive, Whether it be in Burma or Sweden, There'll always be a Oueen Bee to keep the honey in the hive All of which leads to one conclusion CAnd here's where I put in my two centsl: No matter what college adds to life's confusion, In a hundred years nobody'll know the difference. 145

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A Bit oi Prophetic Rhyme l THE SENIORS: THEIR STORY Some majored in French, and some in Chem, Some majored in English Clet's pray for thernllp Soma pursued the secret of a sonata, Othei.1 probed the fascinating obligato. There were some who saw a vision, And felt the answer to be in long division. And many, oh! so many it's like the comics, Went as tar as to major in Economics! And some more particular Got extra-curricular And even cracked a book Clsord, what nerve that tookll But now the cares ot school are history, And the seniors are ready for the mystery of lite. H WHAT THE CRYSTAL TOLD There's Sleeper there, and Craven too, CThey were both presidents ot the class? Now dressed in uniforms ot natty blue, They check your oil and pump your gas. And over there with a hod on shoulder, And with expression rnadder and rnadder ls Cavanaugh. See his glance gets bolder, Man! He's on his way up the ladder! There's Bowie and Richardson the debators, Each has a soap all his own. They're agitating for higher paid agitators My! How bald their heads have grown! That guy over there pushing the cart ls Covalli, hawker oi the banana: His business is ott to a flying start, He just sold one to Bartender Hanna. 144

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