Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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THS ACTOR 6 I hrvo s oup named AI in, no less. He is fluffy, white and full of zest! He became an actor one Fridry nirht- Put the audience in a rage to see such a plight. We oainted a. black streak down his back Yet he didn't much resemble a skunk for a fact. Mary Lou Richard '614. HOW TO WRITE A POEM Miss Dewing says, A poem today. I yawn and say, All Right i O.X,I I'll write a dilly, sonothing great. But now not even a line can I make! Right now I'm at my wit7s very end. So I'll find someone with a poem to lend. Laurel Stanley '6I4. TWISTIN' GRANNY I have a twistin' rranny She sure isn't canny. While some People think that she is rare Other's say she is no square One day in a rainy mist My dear granny started to twist, She twisued all o er the dov- one place It was all I could do to keeD a smile from, my face. Then with one fantastic tvrirl She twisted right out of the world. And that was the last I saw of my dendy- And the world's first twistin' granny. Madeline Fields '6)4. DAY AND NIGHT I love the day; I love the night. But which is grander in my sight? This problem, I have pondered lone. And wondered as tne days went by, Pnd then the ight; and with a sigh, I wondered to which did God belong. The day is bright with sun and light; The night is long with a quiet fright. I wonder, while in my lonely cell, Which one, day or night, is where God doth dwell. Robert Magnant '63

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I STOP 7 One night I asked for the Old Kan's car I s.id I wa3n't going too far. I drove down the road a mile or so And decided I was going too slow. I drove down by 01' Magpie's house- Didn't stop, I felt like a louse. Just as T got past I stepped on the gas To Drove to Dear Maggie I was really a smash. We hadn't been out for a night or two- I was feeling quite sad end reall- ’ blue. As I drove back b- , She hollered, HiI Nov; vrhen I drive I never go by. (I always stopl) Anonymous '63 SCHOOL School is a place which no boy likes; ‘ He always X ah.tr. forward to the weekend nivhts- SchoolJ Can't chew gum, not supposed to sey ain't Here ycu feel like the devil, Eut hope vou set li’-e a saint. Raymond Magnant '6I|. ;H --f 't tf-iHHf-If-IBf- r-'f- -HS- X -.{• •- •«• EXCHANGE We received word from Swan- ton that they are starting a newspaper. Now a copy, School Dust has arrived. School Dust is Tilled with educational ma- terial but little news. Only a few people are mentioned. More jokes would liven it. We have been receiving pa- pers from E.F.H.S. and R.H.S. I enjoy the Lnosturg one, most, probably because it is put out every month. Richard P: A girl in the candy store was six feet tall and wore size ten shoes 1 What did she weigh? Robert M: I don't know. Richard: Candy, you dooeheadJ m ’ ■ •ic Jr -Jr 5r r r tr • 5c Miss Dewing: What kind of rock is this? Mr. Mudgett: Oh, I just take it for granite. •is- ■ » Kenton Pierce '64