Latter Day Saints Business College - S Book Yearbook (Salt Lake City, UT)

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U 7? The Wreck of the Asparrowgus CContinuedQ Say matie, I hear the church bells wring O say what may it be? 'Tis a cow bell on the crock bound coast And he ran for the open sea. O mister I hear the sound of gum What flavor may it be? I Masterpiece! HO hoarse marine, I see the light Does it always burn this late at nite? But the marine he answered never a word A little horse was he he! Lashed to the pork hole stiff and stark With his nose turned up lay an egg But when it older grew It gained new strength, and gladiators Fierce and rude mingled it in their daily food. Then the fish clapped firnishly And fast through the midnight dark and drear Swept the whistling sleet and snow Off the point of Norman's toe. The breakers were right beneath her prow Ho! Ho! The breakers roared Down went Asparrowgus The price of potatoes soared-Famine in Ireland. At breakfast on the beachnut A ford stood running To see the form of a floating fish Lashed to a drifting mast. The salt was frozen on its neck I-Io! Ho! The breakers snored. Such was the wreck of the Asparrowgus On the beach at Wakiki. Whoa--Emma. SUCCESS! -.,.,gf2 31129-