Lincoln Junior High School - Lincoln Life Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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Ci . K ,UUJ A pretty girl in Lincoln School Greatly feared the swimming pool For once she dove in, Saw gooseflesh on her skine- To make me a fowl, she cackled, his crool. There was a boy named Morris, Who tried to 1am Miss Culver's chorus. He was caught, sang so bad, His classmates were mad, Cried, uMiss Culver, have sympathy for us. A 9A one day in the corridor strolled Where he saw 7Bhs newly enrolled, Said one to him later, h'Wherehs the elevator? Alas? said the 9A, hthe seats are all sold! Poor Johnny Jones slept with window shut tight And duller and paler grew night by night. For his scholarship rare Teacher gave him the air. Now each puff of wind Johnny hails with delight. ' - -- Limericks by 8B1 Class Cartoons by Vietta M orse 75

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$1Ml'. THE AWFUL YOUNGER GENERATION 1. A grizzly ancient, tree-man Sat upon a limb, And turning to his grizzly wife, Who sat at left of him, Uttered these immortal words That neler shall be forgot, The world is going to the dogs, As fast as it can rot. So quoth this sage of bygone days And shook his hoary locks, And so has it come down to us, As old as naturels rocks, That every younger generation Drives us further on The road that leads to Hades For ever and anon. On a southern Cannibal isle There lived a dusky king And when he d view the boys and girls He d raise his voice and sing, My kingdom 5 going to the dogs As fast as it can speed! The boys will not cut up their friends, Theylre losing all their greed, They refuse to eat their lunc's, and aunts, By gosh, they wont hunt heads, Iive seen them working in the lields And half of them use beds. So ranted this old dusty chief, And pulled his woolly hair And now a man can take a stroll In perfect safety there. 3 Now in the days when dad was young And bikes were all the g0, Fainting was a ladies' game, Quite proper don't you know! They wore great hats to keep out bats. And sixteen petticoats; Their dresses weighed bout twenty pounds And looked like walking floats; Their waists they squoze and squoze and squoze Until they were so thin They had to stand 1n one place twice To look half like a pin. l Now today all this IS changed, So lamenteth Dad, llThe world is going to the dogs, How very, very, sad! JOHN BLISS, 9A. '77