Louisiana State University Shreveport Medical School - Pulse Yearbook (Shreveport, LA)

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Suddenly micro was over, but path still drug on We started pharmacology and a semester was gone And twice a week into our class Juberg would march, with that pretty little lass While he ranted and raved about some genetic mess We watched Dr. Herzberg and eyed the length of her dress. Now old Juberg got attention too, when he spoke he could fly But how can you believe someone who has syphilis of the eye? Next rolled around a Christmas party for the whole school And like all the others, most people got drunk as a fool But Santa's the one, he was so inebriated He worked at the medulla level, pharmacologically de-cerebrated. The rest of that quarter flew by like a breeze Smith put it to us now and then, but we were used to C's. And then one day he told us, for everyone to hear There would be a party at Shakeys, and He would buy the beer. And what a party, oh how many were drunk Some said they liked pathology, and some said it stunk. But the party wasn't over when we walked from Shakey's door We gave Dr. Brown and pharmacology hell, till a quarter of four. .lust to smell that classroom, of alcohol it did reek Some folks slept, but old Joe got up to take a leak. Then we started medicine, little white coats and all We was some cool then, walking them Confederate halls Scared to death at first, then it finally sunk in The first test wasn't for a month and a half, what'll we do till then? But we kept busy, with something here or there And little things happened, some'which I can't share' Next was the midterm and a party for the class, The midterm was a ioke, we were happy iust to pass. But the party was great, we had crawfish galore But most important was the beer, that's what l went for. lt was a mild party, with a gentlemanly crew disturbing the peace said the cop, l'll lock up all of you. And over the next weeks, we continued on this way Minding our own business, but aggravating folks anyway. Take for instance the games of volleyball We had several run ins with a fellow named Paul. We disturbed him he said, with our little ole game Then we broke out a window, oh for shame, for shame! So he retaliated in a grown-up mature manner By chucking dirt clods at our windows, l swear on the Star Spangled Banner Tempers flared a little, but it didn't get any worse I certainly didn't want in it, to be hit with his purse. Let me wrap it up by saying we all got thru It was one hell of a year, that i972 And I think we owe Mike Trant a special salute sincere This yearbook's his baby, without him it wouIdn't be here. Now the fellows in New Orleans will have to scratch around To fill those four pages this year, something else must be found. 'editor's suggestion

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