Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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MY MUSTANG I was cruising in my Mustang late one night When an X-K-E palled up on the right. He rolled down the window of his shiny new jag And he challenged me to a real old drag. I stepped on my Mustang the tires began to smoke; The guy in the jag thought it was a hang of a joke. My Mustang was cornering as fine as she could be. But the guy in the jag still laughed at me. So I floored my Mustang that late night; The guy in the jag. had a hang of a fright. Well I won that race by a quarter of a .mile And the rruy in the jag no longer does smile. The moral of my story is plain to see-1- Never lau h at a 'ustang, esoecially a GT. David Magnant ’66 « v WINTER IS HERE Winter is here I sadly fear; When the winds howl we have a fire to cheer. The snow piles high in drifts of white. While trees glisten in the soft moonlight. The animals gather to frolic and play. For they've been chased by hunt- ers all day. Allen Granger '66

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SCHOOL DAZE Every day to school we come. Pull of vigor, zest end fun. The day starts out with cheers of joys. When the quiet bell rings, we're good girls and boys, But if your shouts of glee don't stop real soon. You'll find yourself in the first grade room. While sitting there watching the little one0 fooling and yaking, You'll finally realize that's just the way you've been acting. So get smart, grow uo,and stop acting like a fool. You're no longer a ch::ld in nursery school. You've come here to study and learn with a future to find. And by actir.p- like this, you are only wasting the teacher's time. Shirley Emch '66