Kingfield High School - Abram Breeze Yearbook (Kingfield, ME)

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The Abram Breeze THE DESERTED SCHOOLHOUSE The little school house stands deserted Out on a lonely road. There's cobwebs on the books and desks And a rat in every board. The teacher,s desk has drawers all flopping And papers scattered round. The windows all broken out And glass is on the ground. The only time the schoolbell rings Is when the wind does blow. And when it does, the big red door Goes flapping to and fro. As if the ghosts of Gram and Gramp Were coming back to school The way they did so long ago To learn the Golden Rule. Christie Packard '53 WAR Red balls of fire did glow, Tall houses fell to the ground, As weary soldiers tried To still the cannon's roar The hopeless people saw Everywhere a burning homeg The dead would never more Admire their capitol's dome. Leo Boyce ,52 THE STORM The breeze set the trees gently swayingg More and more wild was its playing, Leaves, branches, blown helter-skelter And everyone rushing for shelterg Then down in torrents came the rain. just as suddenly all was quiet again. Malcolm Knapp ,52 THE BISMARK To the sea went the great Bismark, Joy and pride of the German heartg Long and sleek as the seas, Beautiful as the breeze, Till British guns hit their mark. Henry Carey '51 SKIING I like to ski upon the hills In the winter time. Skiing is a lot of fung It's a favorite sport of mine. I like to feel the wind and snow Blowing in my face. The snow makes patterns on my pants Like soft and pretty lace. Robert Tayior '53 THE MODERN KNIGHT Bravc deeds are told of knightsof old And of their ladies fair, But here's a tale of Bonnie Gail And of bold Arthur Dare. She was standing by a mud puddle And wishing for a horse When he came and stood close to her And offered to help her across. He picked her up and started to walk Around the puddle deep. But lost his footing and dropped her And she began to weep. A big policeman heard the noise And came to her aid in a hurryg He gently lifted her up and took Her home in his surrey. Ruth Donhaue '52 Page Twenty-Two

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HAY RIDE Wfe snuggled deep in the warm hay Upon a blustery day. The wind was blowingg it was snowing, But we were warm and gay. The horse was plodding through the streets Kicking up the white, cold snow. His load was light this blustery night, So faster did he go. Ruth Donahue '52 ELFINS Through the fields and over the meadows Skipped the little ellins each day, Over hill and dale they hopped Giving a joyous Hip, hip, horrayln They were the happiest people alive For no one even knew they existed, And they could run and play all day Without their reputation being twisted! Virginia Trask ,52 MY DOG My little dog, who is just a pup, Calls me every morning at the break of dawn. He pulls and twists the blankets all up Then runs to the room of my brother, Lon. He doesnlt get treated quite so rough, Rover simply barks in his ears. Though that is probably quite enough Even if we neither have any fears. Gloria Dyer ,52 There once was a town 'way back in the hills That wasn,t very large. There was only one road that led to itg Besides, there was only one garage. They had no moreg they needed no more. There was only one car in town. The man who drove it was the king of the town Even though he wore no crown. Page Twenty-Three The Abram Breeze TI-IE CIRCUS The Circus with its clowns and bare back riders, Tts trapeze girls, who fly like gliders, The fat lady, with her stunts and acts, The little midgets with their round humped backs, The tight rope walkers and all the rest Of all the summer,s fun is by far the best. The seal show is what attracts them the most. It brings many people from coast to coast. This is just part of what is under the Big Top, And fun is enjoyed by all, even Mom and Pop. Gloria Dyer '52 For on bright summer days, if you happened around Youid have seen Mr. Smith,s Oldsmobileg This car was ancient and honorable But no more than the man at the wheel. Both the car and the driver had seen better days, They were both in their prime years ago, But they both lingered on, the man and the car Even though they both were very slow. Paul Cory T51 STORM AT SEA The wind was blowing in the masts, The Waves were tossing white, But then the sun over all :iid spread A gleaming golden light. Odlin Thompson '52 A RACE The crowd all cheered anzl horses roared When the starter fired his gun. The crowd discovered the horse ahead Was the champion of the run. They rounded the track a second time, The champ was still in the lead. The horses crossed the finish line. Champ had lost by a head! Malcolm Knapp ,52