Ottawa Technical High School - Tech Talk Yearbook (Ottawa, Ontario Canada)

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- REMEMBRANCE I949 Should We Forget Should we forget those men who gave Their lives, this peace of ours to save, And mourn them not P Or should we keep Rememberance of them as they sleep Lonely and silent in their grave .9 Theyfought, not thinking of the cost To them and theirs, and they were lost. Should we count cost in thinking then .9 Should we forget P The answer in your heart must lurk That everyone must do his work, That war may never come again To take the lives of other men, Should we forget .2 -RON WHITTEKER -,,,-,Q......,.- ls,-,..-.-.f--Q-1 .... ,,..-il --i-.1-Q.. -Q--f-.1-

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A Hunting Ballad By Roger Crep in It wa: u bright and :unny day,' The air wa: fre:h and pure,' So to my father I did :ay: ' 'The mountain: do allure. M y father Jaid, ' 'I do agree, And I to you entru:t The key: to our new car, 'you :ee, The mountain: were a mu:t. Well, finalbf we made the trip, My he:t friend, Keith, and I, And through the wood: we travelled quirk Until we :aw nearby A lo vebl :tag that nimhbf jumped Through gra:: and over hru:h. Then, :uddenbg a bullet thumped ! The :tag increa:ed hi: ru:h. A :econd hullet tni::ed the rnark,' The buck wa: there no more f A third one clipped a piece hark,' A fourth one found no Jcore. Thu: a would-he killer failed And Nature triumphed :till, For a: the du:k of eve prevailed We :upped :an: joy, Jan: pride, :an: kill. +2-seek A RONDEAU Still As Death By Michael Soame Still a: death in an amher hue Surrounded hy green and gold and hlue In a place of:tagnant water and weed: And rank upon rank cf lu:h young reed: He Jtand: a: other Heron: do. Smoke hlue i: he, and grey in dew There mid the lib' :ten1:, not few Where you may watch him a: he feed: Still a: Death. Still grey feather and yellow billy true, Hi: eye: are alive like getn:, and too, Though one may not :ee all hi: deed:, The lfe Q' a motionle:: :hadow he lead:. Still a: Death. the picture ofhinz will :tay with you, Salute to a Small Town By Frank Illorgan Some people prai:e the city life, But I upon it frown. There': too much hu:tle, too much :trfe No thank:,' I 'll take the town. For in the city friend: are few, And you feel all alonef But in the country no one': new And all the town': my home. I know the city ha: more thing: To while away the time,' Grand theatre: where a great :tar Jing: And :port: arena: fine. You :ee new face: every day And hundred: at a time,' You :eldom get to know or play With friend: a: I with mine. I :ee the .fame folk: all week through At church, at work, at play That way I know my friend: are true And clo:e hy me they'll :tay. So you may have your city home Where you can :ettle down. The :pot that I :hall call my own Will he my own :mall town. uv' Hu lgi lo Robe ' T Blue Hero Luv' gi .SN