Danforth Technical School - Tech Tatler Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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TQCI-I TPTLER SIMPSONS COLLEGIAT CLUB 1948-49 H Ilwey Rate a V. I . P. Sure tliey do . . .tlweylre your Simpson's Collegiate Club Members, Very Important People Ior you to meet, Very Important People Ior us to Imow. Joan and Clive, as your representatifes, Iceep you up-to-date on all tI1e big Hclolsn tI'ie Club is planning for tI'iis year. And clonlt Iorget, they Iceep us up-to-clate too. 'I-Iwey tell us wlwat you want, wI1at you rate BIS news in eveytlwing Irom cIotI1es to recorcls. It's tI1rougI1 tI1em we Iearn Iwow to pIease you. Simpson's is CanacIa's YoutI'1 Centre. Joan Brown Clive Bynoe

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42 I 1 Q Roses are red, Violets are blueg So is Miss Walker When we go through, For though Bernard and Colby To leave school did dare, We still number with us Noisy Jack Gair. -Ron Chapelle. I1R. In our class there is Sharpe, He just sleeps while the teachers harp. There's Hughson and Mueller they can swim And they're not bad in the gymg We've got Waters and Somers and our Runcie- Boy O' Boy can they ever ski. Jones, McTurner, Tuck, and Lee, They're the boys that we never seeg And Howard, the boy with the curls, He uses them to lure the girls. Speaking of girls, we have none But we've got Locke, can he ever run? Shepherd's the boy that needs oil on his voice And Lumsden is just a pilot by choice. I wrote this poem just little me, And if you're wondering the name's Smitty. -Den Smith. M1A There is a boy in MIA Who for his work would like to get pay. I-lis two front teeth go up and down And make a funny clicking sound. For doing his homework, that lid like to see: This boy's name is Glenn B. There's another boy in our class And all the teachers he does sassg He is a wolf with the girls, Anything, that is, that has curls. This is true, you would see, If you're in the class with Gordon C. -Howard Fitz Gerald. MID We're the boys of M1D, We're not as dumb as one can beg We wander down the corridors, Banging on every other door. We kick up a rumpus in the halls, Or else we write all over the walls. The remarks we receive while in our glee, Are the faults of MIC. We're never in hot water with Mr. Mageeg Detentions aren't our specialty, And we're as happy as can be, Because we're the boys of MID. -Al Tennyson. THE GIRLS OF V1B We are the girls of VlB We've a good reputation ask Mr. Magee We have a joker named Betty B. She's mad about a guy in M2D Muriel's dream is in M2C When he speaks to her Holy Gee With Eva. H. we have a bet That she hasn't found her dream boy yet A cackle, like Joan's is very rare TECH THTLER She and Savage make a peach of a pair A certain Bruce M. sends Barbara Keightley And for him she falls completely Margaret L. our genius, yearns For a certain guy whose name is Fern Doreen Long has tiny feet She's short and shapely, cute and sweet Carol M. goes around with Jerry She claims he'll yet commit Hari-Kari Gwen, as you already know Keeps an eye on her new beau Phyllis also has a new bow Hers is for a violin though Helen S. is our tumbling fiend Of going with Johnny she's always dreamed Beverly S. is our balmying gal A boy named Tank is her steady pal J aqueline S. is wild about cherries She has two dimples deep as these berries Lillian's hair a lot of care takes She reminds the girls of Veronica Lake Pat. J. is the classroom jester All the teachers she tries to pester Margaret S. is a quiet gal For some nice boy she'd make a nice pal And so we come to our last little mate Alma Van Luven whose voice is sedate She, of course is our hookeying gal But just the same she's quite a pal This is the end of little rhyme From this day forth we'll be in our prime. -Roberta Burns 12AB Gilliver gives the girls the eye, When they look back he nearly dies. Scotty gets in the teachers' hair, When they come to look for him he just isn't there. Simpson cracks a joke or two, But to tell them here wou.ld never do. Foster plays with his movie projector, He's always getting in Dutch with Hectci. Strong is our form's great athlete, He's really quick and smart on his feet. Pound is a joker, phrase well said, He walks as if his feet were lead. Pritchard is always smootching smokes, Upon which he nearly chokes. Dinely looks like a dollar bill, From standing round the lunchroom till. Littlemore tosses every cent, To make some money is his intent. When McKee broke his foot, his troubles started, That's when he and his bank roll parted. Quinton while skiing broke his leg, Now' he walks on a wooden peg. Smitty, the silent type is he, But dangerous C!!J as the girls will see. Wall is the brains of our little class, He rents his notebook - a buck a pass. Claphaiqrrias ,been absent a month with a Nc i ,i But we think his trouble's a girl called Lijl. Shegishi at Hogarth, is all fighting mad, From page 4 to 38 with diagrams - the carl! Wotton the farmer, is really all rect, As long as he wipes the mud from his feet Richards is quiet, an intelligent lad, And as a criminal wouldn't do bad. Brangman an immigrant from Bermuda does hail,