Anna Head School - Nods and Becks Yearbook (Berkeley, CA)

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I am the Prologue. me Atom From north to south, and east to west, Witli vim and never ceasing zest, The scientists work with a will To try to break or smash or drill The Afom! But always with perverse intent, And always so impenitent, It capers, and with sprightly dash Evades the knife that seeks to slash The Atom! But when they get the atom broke It won't be such a dog-gone joke, For they'll be able to efface This world, so one can't find a trace, By just applying the same force That broke and smashed and did divorce The Afom! So now I pray with all my might The Atom will keep up the hght, And dodge and party, shun and Hee The knife, and always, L1l'Ll djl.f be The Atom! MARX' EMMA JEFFRES, '32 Iiirirf prize. Poefry. Nndf nm! Betula' Literary Collier! IO

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Our Author tonight tt clmpter will borrow innnivnnnivninvinuinunnnuIIinI1unInnnnunnunun1vuIinIinnmmnmnuumuu1IinIuiInumIinnnIn11IIinInmmmnummim A Teacherls -l-ri let O It's a beautiful day But I must correct Ex's! That is always the way. It's a beautiful day But at home I must stay, And my spirit it vexes . . . It's a beautiful day But I must correct Ex's! S.E.T. 1 1 The Aviator He Hies. The fleecy clouds drift by As he speeds on his unrried way, He hears the voiceless spaces cry, Tho' caution bid him stay. But he is pledged to a shooting star, Where mountains dream in haze, And his eager spirit journeys far Through space's mystic ways. He is lulled by the crooning of his ship O'er the rim of a fog Washed sea, To the mustard terrace hills helll dip l Like an eagle from bonds let free. MARGARET GILMOUR, '30 ll