Drexel University College of Medicine - Medic Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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9 gawk Q Q '15 X 'ir Goodbye, Hahnemann U. When are you gonna come down? When are you going to land? You should have stayed in L.A.g You should never have left the band. You know you inspect before you feel, You're not in the back of your vang You're at Hahnemann U. in Pediatrics, And I'm not a rock 'n roll fan. So goodbye, Hahnemann U, We've had enough of Core II! You can't keep me in this pillbox, I don't have to listen to you! Back to L.A. and the friends I've had, I don't know what I will do- But l finally decided my future lies Beyond Hahnemann U! So goodbye 8 to 12 noon, Core Ill's over too soon. We can't just sit in the classroom, We'lI be back on the floors by Juneg Back to the life we choose to lead, Takin' a history or two, But it's less than a year 'til we can say, Goodbye to Hahnemann U.

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1 1'. Q 1 v'f 8 - -il .Lg-LM .. . ,, The Sayre Song Her name was Agnes Gomer Snodgrass, And her B-number was 1652. She had an NG tube taped to her earlobe, And her breath smelled like a dead kangaroo. Chorus: Get me the hell out of Sayre. Get me the hell out of Sayre. It's no longer cool to heme test stool So get me the hell out of Sayre My beeper sounded like Star Wars, As it hung from the vest of my greens. So I took Harrison's Internal Medicine, And smashed the son-of-a-bitch to smithereens. Then I turned to my classmate beside me. I said, I wish that I didn't have to go. He said, Puttsy pour us another pither, Let Agnes Snodgrass explode. It was about 16 beer glasses later, I thought that I might have to pee. When Puttsy said with a smile, Have a hot sausage on me. S UR IG ORANCE IS STRENGTH

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