Dennysville High School - Dentonian Yearbook (Dennysville, ME)

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DOIVT P55152 ME I School year is half .wer and more, And ii- 'loesrdt seem .so grand, To ponder how my marks are And wonder where I stand. I've tried to keep my grades up, But it's no fun at all, To have to study while at home, When I like 'bo play basketball. But anyway it pays, I guess, If I want to pass at aJ.l, b To really study from the books And maybe learn to play basketball. Dale Cook '62

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GIRLS I like girls. They prance about, They load on their paint And men lookout. They look beautifulg They flutter their eyes. They use too much cream ' And hideous dyes. They empty men's walletsg . Then spin them in whirls. Girls are clever creatures: I like girls. I Eugene Leighton '60' FHESHMAN DAYS Listen my classmates and all shall near The interesting tale of my freshman year, I thought of high school too much as a farce, And put in my time as a ufreshyu lass. As I mounted the treads of the dark stairway, I began to wish I were far away. My algebra at first was really so easy,. But it soon became unexpectedly teasy. Law at the start was overly tough, A And I discovered right soon it is no bluffs English, a course with all of its grammar, Leaves little in school you could label as glamor. History of the world at times seemed bright, But had me reading 'bout every night. Thus, 'twas my teachers and schoolmates true who put laughter and zest in my freshman review, Sue Ann Bell '62 Spring , How many of you like spring, That most wonderful time of the year, When all the birds are beginning to sing And whisper in every ear? How wonderful is spring When the flowers are beginning to grow, And the very mint green of summer Is just beginning to show! Joan Higgins '62