Central High School - Caldron Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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LooNEY LIMERICKS Jack Babb of imposing physique Bathed every day in a chrique! Till one day it ran dry, When he said with a sigh: Why the thing musta sprung a bad lique. There was a young band of Sioux Who spent all their money for bioux. They bought ale and cracked ice And thought it was nice But had to go without shioux. Matt, a young man of football physique, Had a heart exceedingly Wique, While he loved Ginnie's curls He was so afraid of girls That he hadn't the courage to spique. The gang is given to laughter It fills the office to the raughter That they are insane Is perfectly plain, No paper staff could be daughter, A noble young Roman named Caeser Once called on a maid-tried to squeeze her But the girl, with a blush Said the Latin for Tush, You horrid 'young thing! Let me baesarf' Miss Aldred has a mind not opaque Whether she is asleep or awake, For, at quick repartee, Either by night or by dee, She is ready to give and to taque. A The teacher said, Billy, spell yacht. He replied at once, I will nachtj' So his teacher in wrath Took a section of lath And warmed him up well on the spacht. Page 116

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Miss Perry: All right! The bell has rung. You've had plenty of time to get settled, so be quiet! One Voice: O, K., Baby. Miss Perry: Who said that? Chorus lEveryone pointing at his neighborj: He did! Miss McCloud: No more nonsense here! Get quiet or get out! Who do you think you are, anyway? All: fDead silence.J A DRAMA IN THREE ACTS I CCURTAINJ ACT III Scene-Booster meeting in Room 328. Time-3:00 CFooled you-it's exact this time!J. Characters: Mary Jane iMiss Pence to you, suh!J Dick Vogelsang the get's his name separate 'cause he's the chairmanjg Boosters and loafers fthe same loafers as before-they're ever-present, it seems!J lCurtain Risesj fNoise, shouting, tumulty Dick Vogelsang trapping on desk with a pointerj : The meeting will please come to order! fDead Silenceb Sam E. tleaping to his feetb: Is there a partial financial .... ' Dick V. Clnterruptinglz That'11 come next meeting. Anyway, you're out of order! Any old business? QNot giving anyone a chance to speakj No? Well, the new business is the price. Shall we charge fifty or seventy-five cents for the pen- nants? Seedy fleatping to his feetjz Mr, Chairman! D. V.: Chuck! ' Seedy: I move we put it to a vote! Voices: Discussion! We want Discussion! D. V.: All right! Discussion! Max K.: Mr. Chairman! D. V.: Max M. K. The question has been put. I demand a vote! June: We want to discuss it, and besides, we're not governed by parliamentary law! D. V.: But Max says .... M. K.: I say the question has been put and I demand a vote! Bunny Heit: But, we want discussion! Miss Pence .... D. V.: Mary-Jane, ARE we going by parliamentary law? Mary-Jane: Fm sorry, Max, but what the club says goes. We can't hold strictly to parlimentary law. Max fto himselfjz Gyp! Dick: Discussion! All fleaping to feetl: UMR. CHAIRMAN? QCURTAINJ Page 115 -.

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LOONEY LIMERICKS Joe learned to play tunes on a comb, And became such a nuisance at homb, That ma spanked him and then- Will you do it again '? And he cheerfully answered her Nomb.' The Sultan got sore on his harem And invented a scheme for to scare 'emg He caught him a mouse Which he loosed in the houseg fThe confusion is called harem-scaremj. Gordon was a big man from the city, Who met what he thought was a kittyg He gave it a pat, And said, Nice little cat! And they buried his clothes out of pity. Mary Ellen has been called petite, She has a figure uncommonly niteg But of course you can see, Just as plain as can be, This doesn't apply to her fite. They say that Alice can't Throw straight because she squints, But, just the same, she's accurate, When it comes to throwing hints. When in the footlight's glare Dot stands We think her one of the fairy queens What would we say Could we but see The way she tackles the pork and beans. Kate was wooed by a handsome young docktor Who one day in his arms tightly lockter. But Jack took an oath To do so he was loath And Kate struck his pate for it shockter Page 117