Papillion High School - Papionian Yearbook (Papillion, NE)

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MOTTO: Life is now our School CLASS FLOWER: American Beauty Rose CLASS COLORS: Blue and White SENIORS Seniors! Seniors! We're thirty-three strong, We're the bunch that never are Wrong, We've got the pep, and the team Work, too, For We are the bunch that are true blue. Senior! Seniors! of '26, We'l1 take the knocks and we'1l take the kicks. We'll stick together through thick and thin, For we, the seniors, will never give in. And in the years that will soon roll by We'll remember our school days in Papio High, We'll remember our fights and we'll remember our kicks When We were the Seniors of '26, Evalena Zeeb, '26 Twenty-Five J I

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Twenty-Six PAPION IA N THE CHARGE OF THE BRIGHT BRIGADE fWith apoligies to Tennysonj Half a grade, half a grade, Half a grade onward, To the realm of academics Came the Class of Twenty-six, Came to fight for Education In Papio High, by acclamation The best in all the nation. Forward, the Bright Brigade! Charge for the book ! he said, Into the Realm of Academics Came the Class of Twenty-six. Forward, the Bright Brigade l' Was there a one dismayed? Not tho' these Freshies knew The Seniors, and Juniors, too, Would scoff at and jeer them. Their's not to make reply, Their's not to reason why, Their's but to do, and to try Not to see them or hear them. Into the Realm of Academics Came the Class of Twenty-six. Teachers to right of them, Teachers to left of them, Teachers in front of them Taught and expounded. Is it a wonder, then, They were dumfounded? Stormed at with Latin rules, Saucepans and sundry tools, Into the lab. and shop Steadily, with ne'er a stop, Into the Vale of Mathematics Came the Class of Twenty-six. Passed in their Freshman work Not one thing did they shirk. Now to their Sophomore year Boldly passed without fear. Oh, what a prospect drear! Plunged into Botany, English, Geometry, Right through the course they broke Victorious at every stroke, Into the Realm of Academics, Came the Class of Twenty-six. Flashed all their talents bare, Heads now held high in air, Charging the course severe, ,Of their Junior year.