Central Collegiate Institute - Ye Flame Yearbook (Regina, Saskatchewan Canada)

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R. Rosenthal There Was a young 111311 named Rosie, Who Wanted to smell like a posey, He used carbon disulphide Till they put l1i1n right outside, Tl1at eccentric young gentleman, Rosie. Marjorie Jones Marjorie Jones is a little seamp, She'll give you points on How to Vamp. Banished suitors mourn and sigh But she treats them all with scornful eye' For was she not tl1e Widow Wild Who captured even the heart of a Child. I ODE TO 4 B With halting steps to class they come With lollipops and chewing gum, Through Cicero they sadly stumble, Feeling -oh so Very humble. In grammar they are awfully punk, lXfTeEeherin says They are the bunk! -By 3 4 A STUDENT Fellls Confectionery 4 ill Our New and Dainty lces are always a delight to our patrons. ill Tea Room Service unexcelled. ill We feature CAKES, CANDIES and ICE. CREAM in Colors and Shapes that harmonize with your Table Decorations. 1865 scmh st. B, F, FELL Teliime 44665

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Corwin Humbert In our forin there's a boy named Corwin, In trigonoinetry he's not a poor one. He climbed to the top And we hope he won't stop, Until he has added some inore on. Frances Hutton ' Fair Frances leant over the gas tank, The height of its contents to viewg She lighted a match to assist her, Then she blew and she blew and she blew y jean Urquhart There was a young lady nained Jean VVho in chemistry was not very keen, She turns on the gas Never lights it, that lass. Worries Mr. Holmes positively lean. Reita Barrett At basketball she is a shark, And ever ready for a lark. She plays the game And it sure isn't taine, When Reita is wearing her R. Wm. McE1moy1e Young MeEl1noyle sure is a wonder In Fr. grannnar he ne'er makes a blunderg In his vivid suit Dot thinks he's real cute And has torn his heart asunder. A Rose Johnson There was a young lady named Rose Who always had plenty of Beaus When she turned toward Murray, He got all in a flurry And she blushed to the end of her nose. 54

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4' 3 3 5 ' H. TO MR. CAMPBELL ON MONDAY-1ST PERIOD ,Who is it through the door comes striding, Just as the third bell rings its warning, And, marching swiftly to his drawer, Pulls out the Doomsday book once more? A calm five minutes now elapses Then Ellen, entering late, collapses, Why will you never rise in time Like me, and be in here by nine. She trembling to her seat repairs, And each one now her anguish shares, For all the dread result do know If for excuse their watch be slow! ' A dreadful tension Hlls the air And, until peace is granted there, A Not one would venture to explain- The College line's been slow again. The lesson now proceeds full swing Until, at last, the bell will ring And then deep sighs are heard from all, At passing footsteps down the hall. l