Ludlow High School - Lion Yearbook (Ludlow, MA)

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ee twelve THE “REVIEW Wes fee oe FAREWELL We bid farewell to Ludlow High, A sad farewell but not goodbye; And memories will live forever, Seal’d by friendship’s tie. O Ludlow High, O Ludlow High, We'll always sing your praise In future years wren we look back On many happy years. In memories of high-school days, To Ludlow High we shall be true; As we turn to leave the old, And to face the new. O Ludlow High, O Ludlow High, We'll always sing your praise In future years when we look back On many happy years. Farewell again to friendly halls. Fond memories of happy years Now rise to flood and swell our hearts, And fill our eyes with tears. O Ludlow High, O Ludlow High, We'll always sing your praise In future years when we look back On many happy years. Irene Swiatlowski

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eee, EUDLOWe HilGHv sGHOOL page thirteen OUR CONGRESS A Congress is a body, composed of many men; Our Congress is a class, the best that’s ever been. We have our politicians; they talk more than the rest; We also have our leaders; we know they are the best. Our Senate has less members, they do the work for all, But if our House was faithless, we’d be against a wall; Together they’re our Conzress, the Class of °47, And if you were a member, you’d know that it is heaven. At times the going has been tough, we’ve all complained a bit, Yet, now that it is through, we’re sorry — we admit. We've left behind the grandest years, they never will return; We know that at some later date, for them we all shall yearn. The future will have much to do with what the past has taught, For many there’ll be fame — their knowledge was not bought, The joys we'll see, the sorrows too, will be a part of living; Our Congress will remember that life means so much giving. The session of our Congress at last has reached its end, We leave these halls of learning asking only for a friend, The bills we’ve passed, the things we’ve done, are but a mem’ry dear; Regardless of what path we take, they always shall be near. Phyllis LaFlamme